To Trust a Thief

"I cant leave him, not like this." Tiella protested.

"You might have to." Balar growled, "Luna can get you out of here and you will save me."

"If you do not get healing then there will be nothing to save, and if we disappear then they will not treat you well."

"If our thief friend is to be believed then they are not planning to treat me well regardless."

"I will not leave you alone." she persisted.

"I will not be alone, I will have him." Balar gestured over towards Majvoc who was currently flirting with another of their captors. He blinked in frank disbelief as he watched the man pinch the woman's backside and then deftly pick her pocket as she made to take a playful swipe for him. He groaned inwardly, he was a dead man.

"Lets be sure of that shall we." Tiella murmured as she shouldered he way forward towards Majvoc. Luckily he bandits were quite confident in their control of the four prisoners and were unconcerned by them as long as they kept moving with the troop. Occasionally one of them would be nudged or prodded by a spear of bow, but it was just cruelty and sport rather than any real attempt to control them. That said she had no doubts that if she tried to run she would be dead within a few steps. Eventually she found herself at Majvocs side. He looked down at her and grinned waiting for her to speak. She took a deep breath,

"So it's Majvoc." She said,

"I am just as happy with name thief." the man chortled,

"Can we trust you... Majvoc?" She asked

He laughed outright at that, "Gods no woman, have you not been paying attention?"

"They took your gold?"

His face darkened and he gave a short nod, "They did."

"Will you get it back?"

"What do you think?"

She pressed on, "and the deal you made with... him?"

"What of it?"

"Do you intend on honouring it, do you truly want the prize you sold your soul for?"

"I sold nothing." he growled.

"Regardless," she answered, "What will you do?"

"What can I do?" he gestured around to the bandits and then ahead to the Hoff.

"Luna can get us out of here."

"No more bloody magic," he snarled turning on her and one of the bandits gave him a swipe across the back with the flat of her blade.

"Keep moving!" snarled the woman.

"No, no more magic, for you anyway." she said after a moment, "I will escape with Luna and we will find a way of getting you and Balar away."

He looked unconvinced by she went on regardless, "I need three things from you Majvoc."

"Go on?"

"Firstly, I need you to promise not to betray us. Secondly, I need you to use every once or charm you have at your disposal to keep my husband alive..."

"And finally?"

"And finally I need you to steal my dagger back, and get it to me before I leave."