Okay, story time. Two years ago, I had a dream. (This journal is not MLK related.) This dream, was about a thief, a sort of fantasy-like RPG thief, going on some adventure, slicing throats a whatnot. That's when it occurred to me, I should write a story! The thief in my dream was a man, but I quickly changed them into a woman, since I found that to fit in better, and I just have more fun drawing females in general.
At first, I was trying to get this story to mold in with traditional fantasy standards, such as those found in "Lord of the Rings" and other things similar to it. I realized recently, and after four attempts at developing a