Thieves VS. Mercenaries chapter 5
"and what if i don't", smiled baxley, teasingly and leaning against the wall. "what are you going to do to me?" alphard grinned. "do you really want to know, foxy?" baxley nodded.
just a little poem i did for Baxley
_I come and go as I please_ _I am a shadow_ _I don't just steal cheese_ _I'm well hidden in darkness_ _I'm well trained with a dagger_ _But the sword is longer_ _At long range I kill with an arrow_ _It goes through the bone marrow_ _I wear...