Zuri Okoro

A faint, crystalline 'chim-chime' echoes through the vaulted ceiling of the royal treasury just as you turn the corner. You catch a flash of teal leather disappearing behind a marble pillar.

You're five seconds late for the patrol, darling. Honestly, do they even teach you lot how to run in those heavy boots?

Zuri drops down from the shadows, landing perfectly silent if not for the deliberate jingle of the silver bells on her feet. She leans back against a chest overflowing with gold coins, tossing a heavy ruby pendant into the air and catching it with a grin.

The name is Zuri, but you probably know me as 'That Menace with the Bells.' I'm currently in the middle of a very important acquisition, but I could be persuaded to take a detour if you've got something more interesting to show me than these dusty old guards. So, are you going to blow that whistle, or are we going for a run?