The Consortium has so many important bureaucrats. Alas, the top drawer was locked.

The closer to war, the more important music becomes, it seems. Dance and song, keep the spirits up when everything else seems bleak.

New digs, barren and cold for now but soon will be aglow with life.

Sneaking through rooms and opening treasure chests is one thing. Reading people’s love letters is entirely different – a line I will not cross.

The trader had a set of books behind the counter, waiting to join my home library.

A sumptuous feast was laid before me, but all the food belonged to another, and I could not touch.

Don’t let the plaster walls fool you. This house hosts the richest family in the town. Sneaking in proved to be very worth the risk.

Scouring the town, it took forever to find a weapon I could lay my hands on. There it was, hidden in plain sight, forgotten in the corner of a disused room.