Five Thieves – 2

Four of the five thieves hid in the farmhouse’s root cellar, empty except for a few brittle onion skins swept to the corners. A fat candle burned in the middle of the room. They worked fast, piling the coins in five stacks, occasionally working out which gem might be worth more, and then who would get it, and what they might have to give up for it, when a red-fletched arrow landed in the entrance.

One of the four slid against the doorframe and watched for their eventual company, while the other three hurriedly refilled and hid the chest.

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