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Turns out Iliira was good at stealing. She was agile, light on her feet, had quick fingers. It wasn't hard for her to steal enough food to eat in the early mornings; eventually she figured out it was safer to instead slip into taverns or homes in order to raid pantries at night. She didn't have a real place to live, but after a few months she'd managed to eke out a means of survival.

Until she realized one night that she was being followed around by a shadowy figure. She only spotted him due to dumb luck, and her only advantage in trying to flee from him was her darkvision and small size.

Naturally, just as she thought she'd gotten away...