Lirian flashed a smile at Izlandi as he reached into the little area between the mattress and the base and pulled out a fat pouch.
He shook it lightly and a grin split across his face as he swiped the pouch that held the life savings of the innkeeper and his wife who were still fast asleep, not knowing about the theft taking place right before their sleeping bodies.
Lirian tossed the coin purse in the air and it suddenly vanish getting sucked into the folded dimension, what ever the contents were, it didn't matter to Lirian, he didn't have any need for their coin.
After stealing an entire city he was already rich enough to enter an early retirement, but while that was true, it didn't change the fact that the coin was probably the most important thing in life to the innkeeper and his wife.
It was like the old saying went one mans trash is another mans treasure.
