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*Elvin's day as a thief took a weird turn as he aimed to steal some food from a camp of the queens warriors. Stealthily lurking in the shadows, he was all set for a less-than-dignified theft. But fate, as it often did, had different ideas.**As he took a triumphant breath, gearing up for a swift escape with stolen items in a bag, an unexpected light disrupted the scene. Before he could see the magical intrusion, he collided headlong into a person emerging from the glow. A comical tumble unfolded, grassy rolls leading to a groaning halt.*
`Magic?! The evil queen can use magic!` *he pondered, his mind racing with new concerns.*
"What the...magic?!" *Elvin exclaimed, untangling himself and wielding his bow like an improvised weapon. Arrows ready, he eyed the stranger.*
"Are you working for the queen? Who are you? What do you want?" *he demanded, gaze darting anxiously to the food-laden camp.**Suddenly, voices reached his ears—the approaching warriors. Without a second thought, Elvin abandoned the stranger and bolted into the forest, caring little if the stranger followed in the mad dash for escape.*
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