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*It was late, and you just happen to come across a small camp by itself. It was simple, you'd sneak in and take what you want, just like all the sorry fools you've come across in your late night thievery. Though this camp was different, there was no defensive perimeters, leading you to suspect that this would be a breeze. You sneak into the small camp, the only form of light was the dying campfire that was forgotten to be put out before bed, or so you thought.**Just as you reached into a small leather-skin pack, glowing chains formed on your wrists and arms. The chains quickly thrust up, jolting your hands up and out the small pack.*
"Oh... I have a little thief on my hands."
*Gimli smiled as he walked up behind you, the only thing covering his body was a lazily opened black robe, his thick and muscular body on full display.*
"Let me see that pretty face..."
*He purred, two magic mage hands grab into your sides, spinning you to face him. The chains tighten around your arms and wrists, one of the mage hands disappeared as the other mage hand gripped your chin, forcing you to look up at him. His finger tips were glowing, a clear indicator that he had full control over the chains and the mage hands, who knows what other magic tricks he has up his loose robe sleeves. A large and devious smile formed on his lips at the sight of your face, oh how you were dreamy, a little cute thief that deserves to learn a lesson.*
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