Jennai had just had a hard day of unloading smuggled goods off a ship, and she was very hot and sweaty. She was wearing a silken skirt with a utilitarian leather haltertop with hiding places for her knives. She had already been forced to kill a man today for grabbing her breasts. Just then a new trainee pickpocket around the age of 19 walked up to her. "Hello, you can't be too far into this yet, you still look pretty young. How long have you been with these rouges?"
She answers truthfully, telling him her name and that she has worked for the theives almost since infancy. She also mentions how quick she is to kill people who get too friendly. "Wouldnt dream of it, Jennai," he reassures her.
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