>>6117875You find May sitting on the other side of the deck, legs splayed out before her. The tiny woman had acclimated to her sudden change in circumstances far quicker than you could have imagined. Despite her eccentricities, she was no amateur. A quick glance at her might lead one to believe she was about as harmless as Elric, but you had a feeling that was part of the act. A method for her to get her marks to lower their guard, and eventually, their pursestrings. She’d even managed to rob you while keeping her presence completely hidden. You would not underestimate this one. You approach May, who looks up cheerfully.
“Evenin’ boss! You feeling okay after that scrap with Nestor?” May asks.
>“It would take more than a guy like that to put me down.”“That’s why you’re the coolest!”
>“Obviously.” You take a seat next to the thief girl. “Tell me about yourself, May. Where are you from?”“Rusalka, born and raised!” She answers. “Been living under Countess Blair’s rule for as long as I can remember.”
>“Which village are you from?”“A tiny one near the southern mountains. It’s super remote, out in the sticks. I doubt you’d ever have heard of it. But everyone over there really likes your aunt! She treats our home really well, despite it being so tiny and negligible.”
>“Uh huh.” You grunt. “So well that you turned to thieving.”“A-ah, that’s different!” May says, tripping over her words. “Rusalka’s nice and all, but admittedly, there ain’t much to do there. Most people work up in the mines or as farmers or fishermen. I’m, uhh…as you can see, not really cut out for that sort of work.” She lights up suddenly. “I tried working in a mine once though! But the pick they gave me was bigger than I was…and I had to keep climbing through these tight crevices. That was when I said, ‘May, honest livin’ just ain’t for you!’”
>“So naturally, you became a thief?”“Naturally!” May says, failing to pick up on your sarcasm. “It was just about the only thing I was good at. And hey, nothing wrong with a little bit of thievery as long as no one gets hurt, right? It’s one of Fodlan’s oldest professions! Why, I even heard a rumor that the Countess’ husband actually started out as a thief!”
>Ashe? A thief? How unlikely. “People do get hurt by thievery, May. All the time in fact.”“Not when I rob them!” May says, astonished. “I only skim a bit from the top. You saw it yourself! I didn’t take all your gold, just a little bit is all. Besides, not like I’ve ever killed anyone before or anything.”
>“You did stop Alexander from escaping.”“Yeah, but I didn’t kill him.” May says, laughing as if the notion were ridiculous. “You did!”
>You sigh. “Why were you going to Enbarr?” 