Umad Tyves, the merchant, lived on the third floor of a massive four story building where the first two floors were filled with all sorts of shops.
All of the shops belonged to him, and sold everything from food, to clothes, to jewelry. Even as night fell, only a few of the shops closed down, with most of the other ones remaining active all throughout.
There were guards all over the stores, so stealing anything was pretty much impossible.
Ning needed to work hard here.
He walked out of the store after having bought a large cake for himself and made his way back to the tavern. He went up to his room where Shara was training with the spear, learning the stances.
She stopped when she saw Ning come in. "Done for the day?" she asked.
"Yes," he said. "But I might have a new job now."
"What job?" she asked curiously. "And what's that?"
"Cake," Ning said, placing it down. "And the job is that I need to steal something."