Let's not be too hasty
It was once again hot in the streets Alexandria. There were only few times in a year when it rained and even then it was hot because of the thunder storms. Mu'audib had learned to live with that as he had lived all his life in Alexandria. It was though time for an petty street thief like him to survive in Alexandria as the Guards were constantly patrolling the streets trying to eradicate them from crime and other foul things. Many of Mu'audib's friends had been all ready caught by the guard patrols and taken to the dungeon or if they had been unlucky they had been killed in the pursuit. The latter was what usually happened as no one wanted to be caught alive as rumor was the prisoners were tortured in the most horrific ways there were. Or the other choice for those who wanted to redeem their ways was to serve in the army, also an choice that few wanted to take as you would be shipped to if you were lucky in India or if you were not so lucky you would be shipped to the New World and to Isla Sorna, which was rumored to be home for strange creatures and strange things had been rumored to take place there. Only few had come back there alive.
Mu'audib was not willing to choose any of these choices. He liked his life in it's current state. It was not too glamorous but still not too bad either. He had a small hole where he lived, well it was an abandoned building which he had decorated with stolen things. He could steal his food from the markets and every day he could eat himself full. Also he could get exercise from running away from the guards. And most of the whores of Alexandria liked Mu'audib so he could satisfy his manly needs. So he lived a happy life. Of course he would have been happy to gain a fortune and buy a castle or villa for himself and live the life of luxury but the chances of that happening were so small that he didn't even bother to think about it.
But in this particular morning there was something in the air. It was not love, that Mu'audib was certain of. And it wasn't thunder either, it was something else. Something, something, dark. Almost scary like something bad would happen to him. Mu'audib didn't really have time to think of it as he was hungry and needed some food for himself, so he decided to pay a visit to the bazaar. He made his way to the bazaar by the quickest way he could imagine, the roof tops. A nice breeze of cold wind ran trough his hair while he jumped from roof to roof. This was the only real way a thief would use as here you could easily out ran the guards if you knew what you were doing.
The bazaar seemed to be as busy as always. Merchants local and foreign selling their goods and junk to the people visiting the bazaar. Mu'audib descended from the roofs to blend in to the crowd and made his way to the stalls selling bread. He moved in closely hiding in the midst of the crowd and reached out for an single loaf of bread when he heard voice shouting behind him.
"You there! Stop you filthy thief!"
He turned around and saw an guard patrol running at him. Mu'audib quickly grapped the loaf of bread and started running trough the crowd trying to make his way to the roofs.