Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20161126014740/@comment-5583506-20161128001946

The Khajiit made a grimace of surprise and clenched every muscle in her body as to make herself as prepared as possible to run for her life in case the warrior would wake up. She made sure to carefully close the door after her, making sure that she wouldn't be caught red-handed from some bypassing grunt.

She approached a nearby chest and began to fiddle with its lock, using her extraordinairy lockpicking skills. Though she could have made use of the gifts bestowed upon her by her mother to simply reach into the chest and grab what she needed, she found it to be more entertaining if there was a challenge to everything she did. She liked living dangerously. It kept her alive and alert.