♣│Meryl|♣
Thieves guild, Meryl reminded herself, then checked that all her tools were in place, that she had locked the tools in place, that the wards were in place, that all the cases were locked as well. Satisfied that everything wouldn't budge easily, she tucked it safely under her arm, vowing to never let it out of her sight. It was her life, her practice- the scalpel, the new glass vials, the immunizations, all of them.
Deciding to exult in her powers, she unloaded her mare, sent it galloping back to the healer's guild, then concentrated, sprouting wings out of her back. As she finished the task, she grabbed the bags she had brought with her while simultaneously strengthening the muscles in her arms. Flying towards the gates over the last half mile, she soared over the stronghold of the thieves' guild, considering swooping into the place instead of approaching the front gates, but decided against it and landed in front of the gates, switching the bags to one hand, then knocking on the gates with a resounding boom that must have resounded through the whole place.
Oops- she had forgotten to take back the muscles, and had misjudged her strength. But at least she knew now that someone would hear her...
((The first post was in the healer's guild area))
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