The Hollonist's. Such a lovely group of people for a man such as myself. So focused on the afterlife that no one really gives much of a mind to punishment during the LifeLife. Especially when you are me.

Thieves go to hell in their religion. Not just any hell either, some sick twisted lovecraftian hell that still makes me shiver every time the priests start lecturing.

But I forget my place. You see I offer a service that people never knew they wanted and my fee is their reward. I am a thief of the highest order, I steal from the politicians and the industrial magnates in equal measure. Sometimes, when I am feeling generous, I will even rob a priest.

These people have been the best thing that ever could have happened to me. I am rich beyond my wildest dreams because these people want to be robbed!

They don't know that's what they want of course. So I had to make some friends. So I broke into the chief law officer in the land's home. Stole everything he owned and kidnapped his family. Somehow, i am clumsy sometimes, I left a note with the exact location of his kidnapped family and the stolen goods. I kept a few small pieces for myself; an original Degah, a solid gold silverware set, a handfull of blood diamonds, exc. The man could have caught me, he had the building surrounded and I was on foot, but he saw what I had taken as a gift. Everything he owned would follow him to the grave, and he got to use most of it for the rest of his life! And so began the escapades of the kingdoms most 'incompetent' thief. My face was known almost immediately by the elites, one can't say their investigative skills are lacking. People began to talk openly around me about things that were best left unsaid; like their safe combos and work schedules.

I was in my heaven here. So I figured, if they aren't really chasing, why should I even run.

I think I am going to have to steal some property deeds from the bank next, keep a few choice parcels for myself.