What terrible lives we lead. Our fate is not decided by our actions or even heritage, rather it us cursed with sins at birth who must suffer in the slums. Our city is divided by those born under the wings of the cardinal sins and those born under the holy virtues. The slums are overrun with gangs who operate under those who completely turn themselves over to their sins in return for power. What of me, you ask? Well, perhaps you've heard the tales of a thief who steals the hearts of girls along with their riches. My life may not be that of the virtuous upon the hills, but I can at least say that I ride upon the turbulence of my occupation.