The Outcast Heist

Chapter 1: Enter The Outcast

Year 6 has been crazy. Even more crazy than years 0-5. It's not because of the endless war between the 3 most powerful military entities to go up against each other since the Half-Orc rebellion. It's not because of the 2nd ever election since we have changed to the era of new democracy. No, none of that, it actually has to do with 4 individuals who are changing the world one sector at a time. With-in the past month they have taken out two major leaders of the Spearhead gang (one of the major military powers I mentioned), uncovered and stopped the corruption of an evil prison warden, and stopped a rebellion and closed an opening Abyssal rift.

Now it makes sense why they clutter the desk of this governor's desk. They are people of change. They could inspire a change to destroy the corruption of this dark, dark world. Anyway, the real reason I am here.

"Aha!"

Says a rather dashing human male of 32, with usually red curly hair. That is tied up in a clean ponytail. This is Kingvin Barley aka me. The moon shines in through the big window pane that sits behind a rather professional desk. Outside the window is a balcony, which I find really stupid since there is no way to get to the balcony. Why have something that serves no purpose? Well when you're rich you can do anything even make poor designer choices.

Now to the reason behind my "Aha!". I was lucky enough to find the exact document I was looking for. It was a plain looking document with the only real thing of interest on the document being the wax crest of Violet Pendragon (The leader of one of the 3 military powers I was talking about earlier). If my information was correct, which it usually is, then this document is going to play a major part in the final part of our plan. Yes I said our. I am a part of a small group of well-doers that excel in making the higher ups very mad. The rest of the group you will meet in due time.

A knock then comes from the door across the office, which means to a regular snooper and thief like me.

"Time is up."

I raise my hands and hum a small tune and look to the balcony. Remember when I said what is the use of something if it serves no purpose? Well that does not mean you can't make something that was useless useful! A small bit of mist surrounds my body and I vanish and reappear outside on the balcony. After I do so I run and jump off the balcony right as I hear the door close. I then hear the sound of angry yelling as I start to fall, and I chuckle to myself as I know that the yelling came from the Governor that found my little illusion of a very large sculpture of the naked ex-wife of said Governor dancing over his still messy desk. However my mind then turns to the crowd of people leaving the Governors estate and thinking about the reaction of the many people when a body splats in front of them. Besides a very interesting news line, it is not that interesting. As I inch toward the ground the mist starts to surround my body again and I vanish and reappear standing...in front of two very angry guards. One being a Half-Orc and the other being A half-elf.

"I must say, your reactions are in record time. It usually takes about the time I am in my get away carriage before you idiot guards realize that I graced you all with my very presence.

The Half-Orc which I am now noticing is wearing a set of heavy plate armor and wielding a halberd is the first to speak.

"You should have prepared more then."

The Half-Orc swung his halberd at me, and with just a bit of luck I was able to dodge out of the weapons' way.

"Hey! Hold up, are you trying to kill me?!" I said with anger in my voice. The Half-Elf then spoke. Her voice has more of a feminine sound, unslings from her back a bolt action rifle.

"You have broken the law, King, the Governor wants your head and your little band of outcasts." She says her voice icey cold. She then takes a shot with her rifle. The crowd now noticing the excitement starts to run off or duck for cover as lead flies into the crowd.