This short is a continuation of a previous #ShortTuesday. If you would like to read it, click here. If not, I think this short stands on its own. Either way, thanks for stopping by!
Rannal made his way down the busy Canal Street, stumbling left and right as he went. He would stumble into one person or another as they hurried to get home before the sun fell below the horizon, endure the cursing that followed, and carry on. Canal Street was a main corridor of the city and notorious for thieves, especially after dark, and no one wanted to waste time on a drunk like him. They just wanted to get home before dark, before the thieves appeared.
Good thieves did not need the cover of dark to rob a person though. A good thief just needed to make contact with the person they were robbing. A stinking cloak covered in grime accompanied by the smell of wine on the breath didn’t hurt either.