The Central Plaza

Birdie could hear a boisterous laughter from above. If Birdie were to look up she wouldn't see anyone, but when she looked back down she would see her hands free of pouches she snatched. If she were to look back to where the citizens are, she would see a tiny human, barely a foot in height, with large dragonfly wings and a similar attire, handing the pouches back to the people with a smile. They nod to her and begin to walk up. Soon after, the little human crossed her arms and smirked at Birdie, hovering in the air.

The pixie slightly moved her head to the side, missing the rock entirely. She flew over to match Birdie's walking speed, her arms still crossed and still eye level with her.


"Well I would love to, but you're just so...bad at thievery!" She said with a proud voice, low for a fairy and just as loud. She chuckled a little bit. "I thought I'd do the city a favor. Someone as sloppy as you might as well be classified as littering!"

She dodged the rock again, this time advancing in front of Birdie. She floated backward in front of her, Birdi's hands behind her head.


"That's an impressive rapier you have there, by the way. Did you steal it, or is it a gift from your....wealthy family?" She asked coyly. Birdi shrugged soon after.


"A shame you don't seem to know how to use it. You'd be amazing with it, if only there was someone out there who could train you....someone who fights similarly to you, perhaps?"

She laughed and put her hands on her hips.

"My dear, hearing your proudly proclaim to that ranger who you were was hardly stalking! Although I must say it was entertaining to watch, if a bit cringeworthy. And you're half right about your fencing practice....it's not the sword that matters, but who wields it!"

She pulled out her own sword and held it to the sky. It was a saber, but it's tiny size made it more appropriate for stabbing a sandwich.

"With my guidance you'll go from a petty thief to an infamous rogue! Stealing from those that don't deserve the finer things of life and bringing balance to the world! Your name will travel far and wide as word of your glorious exploits reaches the ears of those that wish to hear! Your swashbuckling skills will be the stuff upon which myths are founded!"

"Ho ho! You have me confused with those pesky fey! A common mistake, my wings do tend to glow with radiance only they can reproduce. I have no need for youth, or hair, or your child! I have my own daughter- a wonderful mage and mother of her own child."

She turned to her side and covered her mouth.

"Whojusthappenstobeadrow..."

She sat down next to Birdie on the crate, dwarfed in every regard by the normal human.

"What I truly want? adventure! Action, fights, exploring the unexplored, visiting far-off lands and taking in the sights! Learning new things and filling my book with enough stories to entertain everyone I meet for the next one thousand years! I've recently come out of retirement and am looking for adventure....I feel you'd be a good place to start. I shall train you how to be a swashbuckler! A dashing rogue! A thief of the people!"


She floated upward and pulled out a tiny pouch designed for her. She put her hand into it all the way up to her shoulderblade- something physically impossible due to how small the bag was- and pulled out an even larger bag filled with gold coins. She places it next to Birdie and points across the street.

"For now you seem exhausted! We shall rest, and I tell you tales to put you to sleep! For tomorrow you'll become my apprentice and quite possibly even get revenge on that ranger who humiliated you. What do you say?"

Birdie steps into the bright sunlight and heads for the market. Eventually, she manages to find a clothing shop and purchasers some needle and thread and whatever else Birdi might need to repair her clothing. She is not able to resist taking a couple of coinpurses here and there, however. It's just habit.

"I never liked fairy dust, much. Makes everything too glittery...wait what?"

She stands there, as though not understanding.

"You want me to take my shirt of here? Outside? In the middle of the day? There's people around!"

She wraps her arms around herself protectively.

"Couldn't we go back to the inn, or at least somewhere out of sight? Like the woods or something?"

Birdie turns red.

"It's not you, it's everyone else on the street! Can't you see them?"

Birdie follows the pixie into a wooded area, which conveniently enough seems to be right by the central plaza. Maybe it's a park or so something. When they reach a secluded place, Birdie pulls off her shirt and hands it to Birdi, blushing deep red and wrapping her cloak around herself.

"Come on...let's have it done before anyone sees."

Birdie puts the newly mended shirt on hurriedly, looking back and forth to make sure nobody saw.

"Ooh...thanks! This'll come in handy, for sure."

She grins cockily.

"Although I don't suppose it works on pixies? Oh well, that's fine. Let's go do something. Oh and by the way, did you steal those wallets I took earlier? I needed those."