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Fountainvale... An area created by the dwarves long ago now inhabited by a variety of races including many Syiin illith (Sun elven) refugees, dwarves, humans and so much more. The tale takes place in a town named Stewartsville, named after the great Geoffrey Stewarts, one of the greatest inventors. The mastermind behind among other things the steam engine and the crystal powered dynamo as well as the heavy duty engine frame. Stewartsville is a beautifull city with bright and vibrant colors. But like every other city Stewartsville has a dark side. Specifically the area of maplegrove where most of it's factories and industrial terrains were was the area where the police centres were partially corrupt. It was a dark side of an otherwise beautifull city. The constant clicking and chittering of inner mechanic works and the sight of large gears turning on the side of the building, casting down a shadowplay on the ground with the lights of the building's window being it's projector. Bumpy roads and curling yet pointy lanterns lit up the darkness of maplegrove. The puffs of steam coming from the many exhaust pipes made for a grim yet charming environment that was so common in cities like Stewartsville. Areas like this harbored the poor, unlucky and crazy alongside the rich, noble and brave. Day and night the authorities of Stewartsville risked their own life and limb to track down criminals and bring them to justice. But with the partial corruption and certain criminal organizations existing here created division in what would normally be the apex of the streets. This has created a game of cat and mice where neither side knows who they are, who to trust or where to look...

And it's here in Maplegrove where the tale begins...

Somewhere in the Maplegrove a young woman lived. A thief to be exact, dressed like one of the many industrial technician workers walking throught the misty streets of Maplegrove at the crack of dawn. Though her outfit was worse for wear than the other actual factory workers. This is because she was actually a thief that wore these clothes to blend in with the crowd to give her a chance to do some pickpocketing. She had no real work, mostly she did small jobs that required her mechanical insight on things that others couldnt be bothered with. Not that she was an amazing engineer herself, fortunatly her small scorpion companion of her was. With his extreme intelligence and her sleigh of hand together they became a most efficient criminal duo. He would do most of the talking or tell her what to say while she could pay attention to other things like safe combinations, where people stored their goldpurses or an escape route, her apearance and crime oriented skills combined with his dangerously high intelligence they were the perfect criminal duo...

The story if maplegrove begins in another district, Whitemountain where the rich and noble lived... Kat just got done doing some maintenance work (and pillaging a safe) But left in a bit of a hurry, with the police chasing her... She had to get back to maplegrove and fast if she didnt want to be another thief hanging by her neck...

Rechst was desperate. Living in this world was a challenge, but as an outlaw, it was harder than he could manage. For one thing, he was really good at fixing things, and also stealing from others and of his same social status. He was constantly on the run, but that was considered minor since he was able to lose the chasing authorities whenever he went on his motorcycle, the steampunk Zcyra as he had called. But today there just won't be any more risks. He was just going to stay in Maplegrove and hunt for a seemingly unfortunate target. It was dawn, and he was hungry, and when he was hungry, he needed money, and that would drive him to get to go a little more extreme. He had thought of working in a variety of places and making deals to fix and trade mechanical parts. He still has a bag of mechanical parts with him, and he was going to resume this again, but the lack of money he had didn't get him enough money. He needed to steal some to get a head start for the day...

It was then when he spotted a woman, wearing like the industrial technician workers. He thought that this was an opportunity that he cannot miss, since he was able to fight those unexperienced workers down and take whatever valuables they had. He took his goggles and placed them over his eyes while taking the bandana to cover half of his face, keeping on his anonymous self intact. He soon started stalking the woman, already equipped with a handy knife at the back of his pants pocket. He approached his motorcycle and placed on his helm before riding cautiously and slowly, following the woman's tail...

He went for the non-stealth route. He drove close enough that he was right next to her, before stopping her abruptly in her tracks as he swivelled his bike to block her path.

"Look lady," he began as he hopped off from his bike and snatched out his weapon. "I don't want to make this hard for you. Give me all you have and you can leave unharmed... Deal?"

Kat has been running for a while now but as a thief who often ended up running for her life she had built up a condition by now that allowed her to sprint for considerable distances. She was almost in Maplegrove, almost home free when suddenly she heard the roaring of engines, out of nowhere a motorcycle blocked her path. But she was not ready to just hand her loot over like this so she decided to show off her parkour skills. In front of the bikt there was a dumpster and a trashcan, she threw Dexter out who pushed trashcan onto it's side, acting as a small staircase for her. She strided over the trashcan onto the dumpster and pressed herself into the sky. She kicked herself of with a twist, resulting in her spinning through the air, not only for aesthetic but also to build up a speed to throw her scorpion in the face of the motorcyclist. Not to hurt, Kat would never but to obstruct his vision so that she could vault over the stationary bike, catch the scorpion who if it worked out would jump towards her and land on her shoulder before the duo both ran off.

Kat was fast, but naturally not faster than a vehicle but she was alot more viable than the motorcyclist. Despite the obvious danger of Kat being able to get injured the little thief had a bright smile on her face. She certainly enjoyed what she did. She ran faster and faster as the rising sun's rays pierced through the small openings of bridges and railtracks to light up small areas of the dreary district of Maplegrove. The little thief was extremely agile, jumping around and seemingly looking for higher ground where she was at least a bit safer from the motorcyclist. The alleyway was a dead end... But not for Kat as there was a ladder straight up at the end. It hung roughly 2 meters off the ground but with a catleap it shouldnt be a problem.

The motorcyclist at this point was most definetly catching up on her but he would have to slow down if he didnt want to crash his motorcycle at full speed against a brick wall. A small grin crept up on her face as she pushed herself just a little bit further to reach the ladder before the motorcyclist caught up to her. On her shoulder Dexter the small red scorpion was paying close attention to the motorcyclist.

Rechst was taken aback by the sudden movement and team work she had with her little scorpion. He was fighting to get the scorpion off, wanting to keep up with the woman and not to lose her. He did waste his time watching her parkour skills, but he realized if he was going to get the head start, he would go onto a chase, which he didn't mind at all.

With his energy, he hopped onto his motorcycle and drove at a high speed to catch up to the woman. He had the ill intent to crash her, but the thought of murder was too messy for him and he didn't want to deal with anything more serious. Picking up cash was all he cared about.

He noticed where the woman was heading and followed her into the alleyway. It was a dead end and that took him by surprise. His bike halted and suddenly stopped before crashing into the wall, and quickly got off the bike. He was ready to catch onto her feet. For a few moments, he paused to contemplate how in the world she was able to jump onto the ladder that was two meters high. He attempted to jump and try to take a grip on it, but his energy level suddenly plummeted. His seeming target was a lot faster than him. He was quite annoyed and amazed, but mostly annoyed since he had wasted a useful mount of energy that he could have used during the rest of the day.

He shook his head, deciding that he would give up and just place his knife back in his pocket and return back to his bike to sit and rest. Heck he wasn't all that of a pro in agility or jumping, but he quite liked the chase.

"You're giving me a hard time miss, come down will ya?" He asked, not willing to move away just yet. Perhaps she would come down at some point, but he wasn't all that certain.

Kat made it to the wall and performed a catleap to get to the ladder. She could get it in one hand she stretched out then managed to climb up. Once her legs were onto the ladder bars she could easily climb up onto the roof and seemingly made her escape as she ran over the roofs past the alleyway. She was easy to track as birds flew up all around her, giving away her position. It was visually pleasing and she seemed to hear rechst while running over the roofs. "My dad taught me not to share with strangers!" She yelled down whilst running over the roofs. Sliding under the low hanging bridges and vaulting over chasms and small walls that stood in her way she would make her way to Maplegrove over the roofs... "Catch me if you can!" She taunted from the heights...