[OC] Fishmarket [22x38]

>"Onward!" The ringleader ordered, quietly but sternly. "Get to the sloop, and stay inconspicuous!"

>As they pushed into the fish market, the roads gave way from the sticky mud to an easier to traverse cobblestone. With cloaks and cart wheels caked in dirt, they pushed on.

>Suddenly, the rear cart froze. The lagging member of the entourage looked back breathlessly at a column of armored guards barreling towards him and his cart full of ill-begotten loot. He failed to notice the ringleader take up his side. Gently, he took the panicked thief's arm and whispered gently "Breathe... Look down. Focus on getting the goods to the dock."

>As the column of guards overtook them, the thieves continued to push on as if they belonged. Their mud-caked cloaks and ragged carts were a camouflage against the truth buried under only a little fabric, the precious statuettes bundled within. As quickly as they had come, the guards passed them by without even a second glance.

>The rattled thief let out a sigh of relief. "I feel faint.." he whispered. "Don't let up just yet," The ringleader replied, helping the cart along. "The sloop is in sight!"

>Then, the worst sound that ever could have fallen on their ears penetrated through the rain and city commotion. "You there... Halt! State your business!" ordered a nearby guard.

>The ringleader barely lifted his cloak for his associates to see the dagger hidden in his belt. "Be ready, and don't hesitate. Push on no matter what happens next!"

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Matt