Riften was a city of shadows, and Brynjolf saw something in me that fit the Guild. Never done an honest day's work for all that coin, eh, lad/lass? he said with a smirk. A simple test: quick hands, a distraction. I didn’t hesitate. That night, standing in the Ragged Flagon, I knew there was no turning back. Welcome to the Guild, he said. Lets see if you can keep up.
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