

Jack Springheel - Chapter OneAn odd wind whipped its way through Joslen Market, leaving a trail of minor chaos in its wake. Leaping from one victim to the next, Jack Springheel nimbly pilfered coin purses and severed pack straps with long, tapered fingers. It was a dance he knew well. Jack leaned back and spat a magnificent blue flame high into the air, leaving the crowd gawking at the impossible flash. Magisters streets swelled with citizenry this evening, just how Jack preferred them. He needled through the throng, snatching whatever treasures tempted his black eyes. Jack clung to pant legs, brushed beneath coats, and swept pJack Springheel - Chapter One
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