More Property for Warik
 
 
This story begins near the Trinsic moongate.  I was searching for vendors selling arrows or bolts when I noticed a man named Forever opening the door to his house and walking out.  I quickly ran toward it in hopes of looting it, but he closed the door with haste.
 
"Hey, I know you..." I said.  (of course know him, this guy NPK'ed me minutes prior to this event when I was at 5 hp)

"Indeed you do." he told me.

"And don't bother, it's locked." he added.

    You successfully steal the item.

"I know you, and I just robbed you.  Consider it revenge for your cowardly murder." I said, laughing the whole time.

    *Forever is attacking you!*  My my, I didn't expect that (lol).

"Ah yes, the usual." I told him as I began to move in the other direction.  I was at full health, and armed, but no match for a crossbow against a foe with much more combat skill than I.

    I began to run around the houses in the area attempting to get him to run in circles and enable me to enter his house - it worked.  Minutes later I was safe inside his home and he was outside the door wondering what just happened.  He entered a combat stance and hid.

    2 treasure chests were laid upon the floor and 3 wooden boxes were atop small tables.  I opened each of them reluctantly, skeptical about possible traps.  Fortunetly none of them exploded in my face and I picked up all the boxes that had things of value within them.  Unfortunetly, I was carrying too much weight and was unable to move.  I quickly discarded items of small value until I was able to move once again.  I opened the door and began to run.  Naturally, he attacked me and persued.

    The chase lasted well over 15 minutes.  I had ran through the streets of Trinsic with arrows following me inching closer and closer to my back, twisting and turning at every corner like homing missiles.  I began to consume healing potions in order to survive, but ran out of them quickly.  I had to actually make potions while running away (using the 78 ginseng he conviniently had within one of his chests.)  Finally I had escaped and combat had worn off.  I attempted to find Forever and sell back his keys, but he was nowhere to be found.  Quite a pity, what am I going to do with an empty house?

 
 
Moral of this Story:  Forever lost the contents of his home, and the keys to his home due to carelessness.  A word of advice, never stand with your house keys inches away from someone who wants your heart on a plate, it could prove to have negative consequences.