Well this hadn't quiet gone to plan. Already Isaac was making crucial errors. In his defence, he didn't think that stealing two loaves of bread, a berry basket and some cheese would land him in so much trouble. He had done it thousands of times before as a part of his usual routine inside of that blasted place! What was the difference here?
The difference suddenly glaring at him in the face. Ah yes, he was no longer the friend to the son of the most powerful man anymore. He was in a completely different society... a society that shouldn't even exist according to all of his years of teaching. Yet here he was. Running through new and narrow alleyways, thinking on his feet as he darted from place to place trying to escape the shouting and yelling of what he could only compare to guards telling him to get back there and either return his stolen goods or pay for them.
But Isaac Beamer had no money! Had never even heard of this concept of 'gold' before! How on earth could he pay for what he wanted, without even understanding what they wanted him to pay for! So all he could do for now was scamper away and hide...something he hadn't had to do in a long, long time.
It wasn't all bad.
Taking this as an opportunity to explore the area that he would have never been able to do before. Grabbing random items of fabric and draping it over his head to throw the guards off of his track for the time being. The sound of their clambering armour completely running past him was extremely amusing. He hadn't been able to have this much fun throwing people off in forever, ever since he befriended his anxious companion Chris.
Who he had left napping in a tree in the forest the two were currently staying in. Honestly, Isaac had woken up early just to explore the forest. But once he saw two people heading in a certain direction and talking about 'the others' his curiosity had gotten the better of him and he was now no longer satisfied with exploring such a boring woods.
And that's how he had wound up here. Deciding to now tempt how much trouble he could get in when something had caught his eye. A market stall, a market stall with shiny things. Now usually Isaac had a rather ironic golden rule. Don't steal anything that you don't need, only steal the essentials.
But what was wrong with wanting to commemorate the first town or village that he's ever visited! Surely there would be nothing wrong, in his mind, with that. Especially as the market stall had the shiniest most beautiful items of jewerely that he had ever seen! And a certain necklace caught his eye and was probably the easiest piece of jewerely to steal sooo.
Isaac confidently walked his way over there, gazing upon the other jewerely, trying to make it to the unsuspecting stall runner. Waiting for someone else to come and look at the stall...which was fortunately very soon as a young lady walked over and looked at some of the other jewellery, causing Isaac to initiate his strategy of waiting. Wanting for a conversation to soon brew so he could act like he was uninterested and steal the necklace he wanted without too much suspicious. Once again, luck being on his side, the conversation soon began.
Isaac turned on his heel seeing that he was leaving while swiftly reaching his hand to grab the necklace, which he did successfully. Meaning he collected his prize...and someone grabbed his arm.
Well...that hadn't gone fully according to plan.
"What do you think you're doing?" Isaac glanced up at the location of the voice, seeing that they were wearing some kind of mask that muffled their voice. They were tall and appeared to be extremely muscular, but he couldn't quite tell the difference between all the layer of clothing or his actual muscles. Most concerning however was how tiny he was compared. His whole arm practically disappeared around the others arm. No point in trying to slip out....just yet.
