((A post before bed))
She looked down at the fresh ink in front of her, contemplating the words. A pickpocket, thats what they wanted from her? She looked up at the Golem for the first time and instantly wished she had not, these things would take some getting used to. She thought to herself,
Steal or be killed? Its really an easy choice.
She looked at the last statement:
Quote:
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Do you accept these conditions?
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Despites the fear she felt at the unknown ahead she held her hands steady as she typed "yes"