DUCHLIN'S POV
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Ramin and I were on our way to Rolin's house. It's hard to call it a house because of how small it is but it's pretty impressive considering he made it himself. We were on our way there to surprise him and take him out for a drink at the Vanhow pub. It was his eighteenth birthday today (Spring 1st year 721 millenium 9). Me and Ramin met Rolin some time last year. We were steeling from a wealthy elf named Markus Finn. He had announced to pretty much everyone that he had just made a huge sale and he didn't even try to conseal the fact that he had all 138,000 emeralds in his house unprotected. We went in the middle of the night to break in and steal it. We soon found out afterwards that we weren't the only ones planning to do so. That's when we met Rolin. He told us about how he ran away from his abusive father to start his own life. He turned to crime after he couldn't find a job that suited him. He's been stealing to feed himself ever since.
