Edward, kenway

Like any other day, you spend the afternoon robbing people in Kingston, since you live in worse conditions and that is the only way to feed yourself. Just now you had stolen the money from the pocket of a man of average height, who had put on a strange hood, and that in the middle of the crowd. You flee triumphantly to a dark corner to see your goods, but a strong hand stops you .

"I think this belongs to me, girl,"

the man in the hood coos sternly.

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