Warpatober 2022

The halls of the Thieves’ Guild were quite alive, but seemed tired at the same time. It was coming closer to the holiday season, people’s true faces were coming out and others just wanted that best gift that only a rogue could retrieve. People were busy while also sorting out their own situations, and those who didn’t have any family or friends to enjoy were treated to events and parties hosted by The Thief himself.

The previous night has been one to enjoy, drinks and sweets galore after a feast of a dinner. Most had made it up to their rooms or back home, though a small handful had to be shooed off once it was all over. Those up now were up for work reasons, all having that glazed look in their eyes as they chowed down on breakfast or sipped their morning drink of choice.

Weaving through the tables, a racoon warpa with bright red mushrooms on its head was seen scooping up pieces of wrapped candy and putting them into a pumpkin shaped bucket they had with them. They were far too young to be collecting it for themselves, but close behind was a small mushroom with legs and large eyes that would pick up the candy and eat it piece by piece.

“My sweet sibling, leave all the candy alone, you nor your little friend need it. Reuben will clean it up later.” Hearing a grunt from the bartender who was also still waking, Thief watched the small one run around even faster now and sighed at his sibling. So sweet, but so set on things.  

Scooped up, the mushroom baby wiggled until shushed by its older brother. Even with big baby eyes, they weren’t released. Alas, all devious things did need to come to a end