Diary-
We spent a few days in Southshore. Sven, a male human, has been teaching me to pick pockets. I apparently have talent for it. Marrin and Dosh are the main merchants. They sell what basically amounts to one of those useless miracle tonics you see humbugs selling. They're good at it, though, and even when they don't sell, they make a killing off of the crowd. They send Sven and his people in, and they pick pockets, and cut purses, and all of that. They usually can only stay in a place a day or two, at most. But a larger town or city, like Southshore, can sustain them for a week or more, if they're careful.
They're having me help with the show until I can pick pockets better. Playing and singing. I make an ok amount of tips, I suppose. The gang all think I could make something of myself with my playing. I dunno, though. Seems like a lot of work to get from busking to playing for nobles and soirees and the like. Seems like it'd be easier to make a good living as a jeweler, like Llilith. Or even just stealing like these people do.
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