#thievingmistress

[gelatindessert-blog]

@thievingmistress

“Geronimoooooo!!”

{{🍬}} Plop! Right on top of Sivir’s head the pink slime landed, giggling happily as she enveloped the bandit all at once, minus the head. “Hello there! Are you a new friend? I love new friends!”

[poweroftheascended-blog]

@thievingmistress

“Run you fools!” Renekton laughed.

 He had been chasing bandits all across the desert for the afternoon. These ones in particular were attempting to get into the palace. The croc had taken it upon himself to chase them off, but with how terrified they were of him it had developed into a terrible game for him.

 The only thing that stopped him was when they fled past Sivir’s own band of misfit treasure seekers.

 “Keep running, I like my meat trimmed of fat!” He threatened at the still fleeing men. After that he turned his attention to the Shuriman Heiress. “They’re always all bark and no bite when I’m around, a real shame.” He joked. “What brings you to this neck of dunes Heiress?”

[poweroftheascended-blog]

@thievingmistress

“It is nice to see you Sivir.” Nasus greeted. 

 The Jackal was out scouring the sands, seeking scattered Shuriman tribes. Not for them to return to the reborn capital, but rather to trade for any ancient texts they might still hold.

 “How have the sands been treating you?”

[drainingkiisses]

@thievingmistress

“The heat of this desert reminds me of home. What made you want to hire a water mage? Other than for drinking water of course.”

As she asked her question she eyed the woman who had hired her. What could she be looking for that would prompt her to have a water mage on stand by?

[permafrcstqueen-blog]

@thievingmistress

 “Not often I see a woman like you around, what brings you to the Freljord?”

[cfgoo-blog]

@thievingmistress

 “It’s not very often I have someone ask me to be their bodyguard. Where are we going?”