Ch4
With his newly boosted morale, Cole set out to "find" some supplies for the long journey ahead of him. It was a fair spring day in the country of Nerel. The weather was always warm in the southern country, but something about the day just felt right. The young thief new that today would be the day he pulled off his biggest heist yet. He would steal armor from an imperial caravan passing through the winding trails.
"Hello Laura" Cole said with an all-knowing smirk on his face.
The manakete stepped out from behind a tree, "I never was good shadowing." she expressed with a light chuckle. The normal red robes she wore were replaced with a dark blue outfit.
"Well it's a good thing you followed me. I'm going to need your help." Cole let out a laugh as customary to him when he hatches a plan.
Hours later the band of merchants strolled down the path, just as Cole had predicted. The thief was hiding behind a nearby hill. Laura was stationed about half of a mile away. Cole threw a dagger with a piece of red cloth tied to it into the air, signaling Laura to do her job. She saw the knife and used her dragon stone to transform. She let out the loudest most terrifying roar she could ever imagine. The merchants were startled. They looked over in the direction hoping it was over. Unfortunately for the members of the caravan, Laura shot a flower of fire into the sky. All but three of the escorts rushed in the girl's direction. She went back to her normal form and slipped into the shadows. The remaining gaurds set out to secure the area.
One of the unfortunate soldiers wandered over the hill Cole was behind. The thief held ambushed the sell sword. He held the soldiers arm behind his back and slit his throat with a dagger. With the other escorts just far enough away, now was the time to move in. Cole charged in killing the unarmed merchants. Laura had made her way to the location of the caravan. She transformed and cole loaded the stolen goods onto her back and they flew to a safe distance. Cole had a look pleasant contentment on his face the entire trip home. He was excited about the theft, but he was smiling because of the surprise he had left the soldiers. He had placed a mine near the body of a dead merchant. He figured that about that time a soldiers leg was just blown off. It was a great day to be Cole. When the two partners in crime arrived back at camp, they saw that the dragon had grown another foot. It wasn't far from its full size. Sorra saw the chests and rallied everyone to their location. When Cole opened the container, he realized he had made a mistake. He hadn't intercepted imperial supplies. Had intercepted imperial prison contraband. The armor was from several different nations all of different colors and value.
Needless to say Cole was disappointed. His biggest spree was ruined by false information. Although it was the wrong armor, Cole was the only one sad. Rein adorned a dark green leather outfit. Sorra put on white armor usually reserved for commanders. The light reflecting off of the armor accented his almost white hair. Cole decided to keep his black cloak. It blended in seemlesly with his dark hair. Unable to find armor with holes for her wings, Laura stuck with her red robe. Syl equipped a black mantle and his wyvern wore brown beaten armor. Syl brushed his long red bangs out of his eyes before he put on the helmet. Cole went to sleep early that night just wanting the day to end.