Steel City was one of those places that you only pass through quickly, never staying long enough because the looming fear of never coming out was gripping the minds of most people. Few willingly stayed in the city to run it's businesses, most of those who stayed ran the famous street market (or infamous as some would call it.) It attracted all sorts of people; weapon dealers, farmers, vagabonds, even a few military officials. Oh yea, not to mention thieves. One such thief was Venn. The thin thief was lurking within the shadows along side the market. He melded his way into the crowded that funneled through the large market. He wore a tattered tan cloak that hide his mess of hazel hair and golden eyes. On the look out for unsuspecting victims, he spied a man buying food and saw his change to snag some money from him as he walked away from the seller. As he cut his way through the crowd, he found himself right behind the man. He acted as if was bumped into just to get close enough to slip his hand into the man's pocket.