Digging around

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Among the various decorations, one caught Runa's eye. It seemed to be a gold statue depicting a fertility goddess, one about a foot tall sitting on Jacobs' desk. It was placed in such a prominent place, on top of its obvious value it could have some sort of sentimental value to the merchant. That seemed like just the thing she wanted to grab.

Except, when she reached out to stow it in her bag, she felt a dark energy run up her arm like an electric shock. Then, there was a pressure and tightness in her chest. She winced, and looked down to see that her breasts had noticably grown. Nothing too substantial, it was just that her bust was now a bit less modest. That said, she could tell this curse would last for a long time.

This likely wasn't the only item in this office that was cursed, as the wealthy already tended to leave such items sitting around as a punishment for those who snooped. This trend had only grown more popular as Runa became more notorious among the powerful and elite of this city.

Although, in the worst case, Runa could spend some of her loot from this job to pay for the curse to be reversed. So it would be in her best interest to keep investigating.