Still no name. That was unfortunate, but not entirely unexpected. Anders nodded his understanding. It seemed she was somewhat of a fellow paranoid, as he was. Which meant that the two of them having this conversation at all was rather unlikely. Both of them had managed to overpower their caution in ...

Anders nodded silently at her command to follow, allowing her to take the lead, and even letting her get some distance on him. Not that she needed any help. She was a small thing, good at weaving through masses of people. Still, Anders was able to keep an eye on her as he followed about ten feet or ...

The situation was tearing at him, for a few reasons.

He was fairly certain that his paranoia was playing some role in this. He understood himself to be a paranoid individual; he embraced it. Caution would keep him alive. But this couldn't all be a fabrication of his mind, could it?

He didn't trust ...

Anders stopped tossing the bag of coins, his smile shrinking slightly.

That was just weird . All of it. It was understandable that she would take a moment to decide whether or not to relinquish a name to him. She was a law-breaker like him, after all, and giving out names to new acquaintances ...

He was starting to like this one. She was using somewhat feminine wiles on him, throwing gender roles into the mix, and Anders had to admit, it was working. This was merely a hobby of sorts for him, whereas it was likely how this girl got by from day to day. Anders liked to think of himself as ...

Anders found her to be surprisingly calm for having just been caught trying to steal from an armed man. Perhaps they were both unusually calm at the moment. Anders crossed his arms while the young woman explained her (correct) belief that he wasn't a local.

"And why not?" Anders said, maintaining ...

Anders stood with his arms crossed, left hand scratching the stubble of his chin in thought. The noble before him would indeed make for a good mark. He was angry, and angry people were often careless. That, and his sum of coin was likely higher than the average shopper here. But for the moment, he ...

"My sincerest apologies, madam," Anders said with a courteous bow and an intoxicating smile, "it seems in the presence of your beauty I have forgotten such simple things as how to walk."

"Oh," the woman said, blushing mightily and diverting her gaze for a moment, during which Anders pocketed the ...

Hello everyone. I'm Anders, stopping by to say hello and all that.

Anyway, off to posting! I look forward to meeting you all.

Edited the history to instead have a second assassin, and Caterina's death blamed upon Anders, causing him to flee Corezo.

Hey everyone, been lurking for a few days, figured I'd get around to posting an app so I can get involved. I hope this is alright. The history I took a few liberties with, since I wanted Anders to be an outsider to Marn, and already had a back story in mind. I picked a region I didn't see much ...