Kill them.

"Welcome gentlemen! What seems to be the problem here?" I ask them.

"Walk your way weirdo, this bitch stole a gem at the Inn in Junestown, we're here to recover it. " replies the guard with the deep voice.

"Please sir, those men hit me and they want to **** me, help me! I'm innocent!" cries the girl.

I had spent a few nights in theaters , much more to gawk at the actresses than for the depth of the plays, this one would put them all to shame. She has a stunning body, beautiful face, melodic voice and she lies with conviction. I saw the second I saw her that she indeed was a thief, the picks that fell in the mud from her pants (or the fact that she was wearing pants in the first place) was only a secondary hint.

I put my hand in a pocket of my coat to take out a deck of cards. The practice of making parchments with spell on them is an old one but I improved on it. If you don't have to include energy to be stored in it you can use them more than once without having them vanish once read. I spent weeks in my years of study crafting a deck of high quality cards, each holding a spell ready to cast and only waiting for some power.

"I'm a mage, let me see that wound. I can do something about that bleeding. " I declare approaching the wounded guard.

Holding the card in my left hand I close my eyes and unleash its power, a bright flash of light explodes from the painted star in front of them, blinding and stunning them for a short while.

" Gnash crush them! " I order my servant while slicing the throat of the wounded guard with my dagger, a thing that would horrify my teachers. Using an Athame, a ritual dagger as a weapon is near sacrilegious for them, but in the end a knife is just a knife.

Gnash grabs the neck of a guard in each hand and I can hear the disgusting sound of crushed bones when their spines crack.

The girl isn't blinded, she must have closed her eyes when she saw me doing the same.

"Hello young lady, I am Silas Dunmore. " I introduce myself while helping her get up which offers me a nice view of her body. I use another card with a cleaning spell (a priceless acquisition after a few messy experiments and hours spent cleaning a lab or my room) to expose her now pristine body.

"Gillian Kirk, thanks a lot sir. I don't know what those would have done to me. " she replies.

" Now, is the jewel really where those jerks thought it was? " I ask her, putting enough inflection in my voice to leave no doubt in my certainty that she has it.

" I didn't... " she begins, I put my finger on her lips to interrupt her.

"We both know the truth. I have to congratulate you for such a stunning performance. Now, what will be the price of your freedom?" I ask her.

"Alright, can't fool a bloody mage can't yah. I took the damn thing, more trouble than it's worth. It's just an aquamarine. I really need the money. If you leave it to me I'm sure I can find a better way to reward you for saving me. " she says, spreading her legs a little and throwing her shoulders back to showcase her generous pair of breasts.