The dim-shadow koboldt is known for mischief for lifting a pocket or silk handkerchief. He waits at such crossroads as are poorly lit to pilfer and raid from a passerby's kit. He flits now from this now to that darkened spot and cannot be injured by curse or flung shot but always pops up again where least expected to abscond with things left too long unprotected. Fear not though ye wise ones who have sacrificed a coin or a flower or such modest tithe at one of the altars of kindly Vi'n'nya whose shelter is constant whose gaze travels far. Her white flowing robes will chase off ev'ry thief who wishes to make off with your's in his teeth but never do turn to catch of her a glimpse for hers is a countenance not made for wimps. The dim-shadow koboldt he knows this he does and would rather munch on cast-off linty fuzz than stand up and face her or look in her eye wherefore at her coming he to his lair flies. So next time you're traveling do stop a wink at one of her alters and there pause to think and lay down a small thing it's not much she needs to keep your path clear of those miscreant thieves.
© americanifesto / 場黑麥
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