This is a private rp between myself and Arc Angel.
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Things had always been had for Valerian, or Vale to his close friends. On the outside his family life had seemed beyond perfect... he'd had the best tutors and trainers, though looking back the only classes he enjoyed where the ones where he learnt to pick locks and things like that, and his archery lessons aswell. He'd left home the first chance he got and it hadn't been easy. He'd lost his right eye leaving his home, but he couldn't feel more free once outside the stone walls.

Hunting for his own food, building his own shelters, and making his own money, all things he wouldn't have been able to do his way if he'd stayed home. Picking up the lifestyle of a thief came easy to Vale, a group of pickpockets found him doing work on their turf... and he was surprised and thrilled when they offered him spot in their group.

"This is gonna be a good haul Vale, we need our master lock-picker, and sniper." The leader had said when pitching the idea of robbing this kingdoms royal treasury, a plan that had been years in the making.

Vale was no longer in his birth kingdom so his father wouldn't be able to find him. He'd cut his once long ginger hair short and messy, his single bright green eyes stood out under the ginger locks, and he now sported a simple black eye patch over where his right eye used to be.

So Vale had dawned his best sneaking gear and stuffed his quiver with as many arrows as he could before the group had set out into the night towards the castle.

Now Vale was wishing he'd chosen to stay back and look after the new whelps in the 'guild'.
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The chains where heavy on his wrist and ankles as the two guards in clunky armor griped the ginger thief's arms tightly as they marched him down into the deep dungeon. Vale's bow and tools had already been stripped from him before they had chained him and he had watched with anger and shock one one guard had snapped his bow right in front of him.

Heist gone wrong was a understatement, someone had tipped the guards off to the thievery. There had been a ambush waiting for them in the supposedly secret entrance into the treasury. Vale had acted as a distraction so his fellow thieves could escape into the dark night.

"You'll wish you never came out from the filth you came from thief." One guard spat at him as they shoved the slim ginger thief into a cell and the sound of the lock locking echoed around Vale in the tiny dark cell.

Dread and a familiar feeling began to crawl up Vales spine at the small confined cell. Memories of a similar closet, which was much smaller then the cell but the lack of light currently made the cell feel very tiny and confined. Vale swallowed thickly taking a few deep breaths after he'd heard the guards leave, it wouldn't do to have a panic attack now... he had to calm down, slowly he moved to the back wall of the cell, the furthest away from the bars at the entrance.

With his arms chained behind his back and his feet not able to make their normal sized strides it was a uncomfortable slide down the wall to sit, but Vale needed the discomfort as a focus. Closing his eye Vale focused on the pain in his limbs and his breathing.
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It felt like an internet before Vale opened his eye again, he heard faint footsteps getting closer and closer. "Maybe they're gonna just hang be after all." He said with a small dry chuckle in his voice as he tried to blink the sleep away from his one green eye. He focused his eye now on the bars that where the entrance to his cell, part of the thief curious about just how was coming down to see little old him, after all he hadn't seen any other prisoners in the cells that the guards had pulled him past.

Vale found himself beginning to think of his late mother, he'd wanted to at least go back to his birth kingdom to place a flower on her grave when he'd heard that she had passed on. The ginger haired male had his suspicions on how she died yet with no word on how it actuality happened he could only think the worse. "I might be seeing you soon mum.... I hope you aren't to angry with me..." He whispered with chapped lips that he wetting slightly with his tongue.