An unwillling savior
Who: Valdi, Toris
When: Tuesday 21st June. around 6pm
Where: Toris' shop
What: Valdi goes to pick up an item for his brother
It was getting dark, which was never a good thing around this part of town. A lot of lower class thugs preferred to work at a time when the commoner's vision was compromised, and theirs hardly mattered. When you know the streets like the back of your hand and your only instinct is to grab and run, a clear vision did little to aid the escape. It was also when most businesses were packing up, too preoccupied with hurriedly securing their sales to stop something from going missing.
For Valdi it was a time he preferred to avoid, especially alone.
He had made it to Toris' shop without much problem, however it had taken much longer than he'd anticipated. For whatever reason Sindre couldn't make it on his own, and Valdi was the only substitute the tinkerer would trust with his brother's package.
When he got to the store it appeared empty but Valdi knocked and waited anyway, glancing around for anyone who may not appreciate his existence.