Bloogle stood opposite the runt. He was about to pass over him when he saw something rare in the runts eyes. Intelligence.
'Whats your name?'
'Name's Malachai. Malachai Thirdash.'
'Whos your owner Thirdash?'
Malachai pointed towards a short plump man. Bloogle approached the man. Malachai watched as his owner bartered unsuccessfully with the stranger. Please dont tell me that buffoon is turning down another good offer?
Bloogle approached the Malachai with a sly grin. 'Come with me, Ill make a man out of you yet!'
He had tried lowering the price from 5 gold to 4, but the man wouldnt have it. So instead he had agreed and cut the guys purse, leaving it an open target for the next pickpocket to come along.