It had been a while since Veya had been at her hometown. Being what she was, sometimes she would be called out somewhere to go help deal with an issue. Whether it was defeating some feral creature that didn't seem to have a weakness, protecting someone, or just meeting up to talk about other business. No matter the way, this duty of being a friendly mage was tiring...and the female was definitely thankful to finally have some time for rest as she walked through the crowds.
Eventually pulling away from the bustling center of town, she brushed off her clothing a bit with her hands. In a moment or two, the woman began strolling once again, although at a more leisurely pace since she didn't have to maneuver through many people now. After a few minutes passed, she stopped near the outskirts of the town. In front of her was a house larger than most of the others around it, since her role in society did earn her a good chunk of money for anything she needed. [i At least this place seems to be in the same condition that I left it.] Veya thought to herself, glancing up and down at the well-framed exterior along with it's decorations.
Pulling out a key from a pocket in her garment, the female unlocked the front door and walked in. Making sure to lock the entrance back once she was inside, the mage then sat sat down on some kind of couch. It would be nighttime quite soon, judging from the clashing colors of the sky she could notice from one of the windows in her home. "I should probably find something to eat for supper while I still can." She told herself, getting up about a minute later and walking into the kitchen for exactly what she desired.
[center Stealing things from other's was never something one [i wanted] to do. Taking something that wasn't rightfully yours was something Roveya had had a problem with for the longest time. But growing up in a thieves guild had been the only thing she'd really known, and to survive, she had to throw away her discomfort and suck it up.]
[center As often as she could, the young rogue would keep her eyes and ears open for the more frivolous nobles that would frequent town, not seeming to mind if they flaunting their coin in front of those that didn't have the luxury they did. She hadn't thought all nobles were that way, but she'd only ever seen the ones that were.]
[center Today was another one of those days. Roveya currently sat on the roof of a nearby building, watching the street below. In her head, to battle the oncoming boredem that came with waiting, she made up little stories in her head about those below. Those that may possibly be creatures in disguise, those that could be plotting out murders, etc. Her mind was always filled with something.]
[center Something finally caught her eye, taking her away from her ridiculous thoughts. The mix between purple and gold was an interesting combination, and one that finally gave her something to do. Climbing over the side, and scaled down the wall, dropping into the small alleyway between the two small buildings. Pulling her hood up, she slid into the crowds, keeping her eye on her next target.]