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"Isn't it just. Stuff like that's why I have no intention of going adventuring, though the way things are going even sticking around in Mendev has been too much danger for my tastes - to say nothing of all the time it's going to take me to rebuild my collection."

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She winces at that. 

"What happened? Not to impugn the Eagle's Watch, but, uh, they're...busy." She grimaces faintly. 

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"Thieves is what happened - a whole group of them, trying to loot my shop. The eagle's watch got a tip off about it happening, though, so they had me pretend to not be home to catch the criminals getting sloppy, but it wasn't enough to stop them from nearly destroying my golem and making off with my pride of my collection. Left my shop defenseless against all those looters as well, so there's probably nothing left at this point."

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"...Might depend how good you are with Mending and/or Make Whole? But, uh," faint grimace, "you're basically not wrong. The pride of your collection?"

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"The moon of the abyss. A beautiful gem and setting, I was able to trace its provenance back to one of the few jewelers of note to ever work in Alushinrya, and with how the artisan in question is now dead I'll probably never find its like again. It cost me a small fortune to obtain."

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"Well, if it's so unique, it probably won't be hard to spot, when they try and fence it." 

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"If I'm lucky. Smart odds are though they'll be fencing it outside of Kenabres, though, and even if I could prove it was rightfully mine it'd be tough forcing whatever collector bought stolen goods to give it up. Most of my hope was on the eagle's watch managing it, but if they're as busy as you say..."

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"There's a lilitu in the Grey Garrison. The situation's bad."

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"A lilitu? Are you certain it couldn't just be a succubus? Oh dear, oh dear."

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"Very certain," she says grimly. "The situation is going to be handled," if I have to wheedle a scroll of Wish out of my mother to do it, "but yeah. Busy. Who was it who actually robbed your shop, anyway, you didn't say." 

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"The thieflings. I caught of two of them casing my shop the day before, pretending they were interested in buying things way out of their price range, though from what I heard there were more of them there on the night of."

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"--Are they seriously called thieflings?"

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"I mean, I think so? I've never heard otherwise at least."

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"Wow, okay. I've never heard of crime people calling themselves a pun before. Who were the ones who were casing the place?"

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"There were two of them. One of them didn't let me see his face, but he was wrapped up in a shabby green cloak; I had to run him off after he started hovering over some aasimar-made chainmail. The other one was that scoundrel Woljif Jefto."

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"Mm?"

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"He's been a regular thorn in my side, trying to treat my shop like a museum and pawing all over the merchandise; it's not the first time I've had to run him off, or the first time he's tried to get his hands on the crescent of the abyss."

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"...Huh. I don't know that much about crime, is it normal for a thief to fixate on one object like that?"

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"When it's as valuable as this one, certainly."

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"Okay, gotcha. --Wait, if you didn't see the other guy's face, how do you know he was a tiefling?"

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"It was an easy enough matter, with horns the size of his."

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"What kind of horns?"

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"Long and straight, jutting up off his head, though I don't think they were terribly thick. Hard to be sure through the cloth, though."

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"Thanks. I'm sorry about your shop. Do you need anything? The Defender's Heart is where the Eagle Watch and various deputized adventurers are gathered, it's probably safer there." 

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"You want me to travel, with the city in the state it is? No thank you, miss, as far as I'm concerned things are too dangerous as they are, much less walking around just begging for looters to steal what little I have left."

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