Chapter 3
by 
Buckboy
What's next?
True Thief
Emily moves and grabs the journal then on the way out grabs the well crafted blade.
She feels the grip of the well crafted blade. It was perfectly made to be wielded in combat with grooves that felt amazing to grab and hugged her fingers keeping them in place whenever she would swing the doubled bladed arming sword. The scabbard was perfected for the sword and depicted a knight fighting either an Orc or an Oni.
She moves outside as the book flashes white and grows in size becoming the size of a dictionary with in seconds. The now massive book was filled with valuable notes on magic, not lust magic rather knowledge based magic. Much harder to use but more powerful over all.
Emily stands just outside the door smiling. She was in a dark blue loose shirt and pants with light boots, underneath was her bra and panties. She takes a breath and prepares to embark on her quest. She only has the future in mind feeling no remorse for becoming a thief. She smiles and steps forth into the night to being her great adventure.