Welcome back, old friend! Do you still dare call yourself a master thief,
or are the rumours true that you have lost your edge?
No matter! The news I have for you should quicken the heartbeat ...
Welcome back, old friend! Do you still dare call yourself a master thief, or are the rumours true that you have lost your edge?
No matter! The news I have for you should quicken the heartbeat of any taffer who knows his stuff. 'Tis about none other but the Golden Books, lost all these years to secrecy and forgetfulness! Aye, and now that the veils have lifted just this little, the hands are already there to grab at the bounty, or, like your former pals would prefer, make it sink back into its former obscurity... A king's ransom! One of the books alone would be a princely prize, and many would kill just for a part of it in these hard times. Even the honest will be tempted when they get wind of its existence, and where are the virtuous in this city to temper their greed?
As you can surmise, my interest in this affair is far from antiquarian. I will claim half of the bounty when we obtain it. Remember: I know you well, but you do not know me. And I know a few crucial pieces of information required to reach our target that I am not inclined to share. If the deal is off, or you try cross me, you shall never lay your hands on the Books.
Now for our deal. This night, a certain person will apparently obtain a certain clue that leads to the Golden Books. Once I learn of the proper circumstances, I will outline the proposal more precisely in a message, one that you will find at Rose Garden, in the heart of Southern Hightowne. You should know the place well: an old lovers' and thieves' hangout, and a place of many meetings and clandestine arrangements. Your message will be waiting on the third floor, last door at the end of the corridor. As for the ward's rotting palaces and locked stores, you know the score: they are yours to plunder - as long as you can get away with it.