When Elhain walked through the door, Deathknight thought his world had stopped. He had been a fan for years, but had never had the courage to actually talk to her. The most time he had ever spent with her was a few months earlier when he was farmed up for food. Not a very pleasant memory.
"What's a dame like you need with Detective Deathknight?" he asked. "I have a case for you," she replied. "You are a serious detective, aren't you?"
"For you I'd be anything, Doll, but as it happens, yes, I am a serious detective. What's the case?"
"My pair of legendary boots have been stolen. I need to get them back."
"What kind of boots?"
"Six-star speed boots with crit, crit damage, attack, and attack percentage substats."
"Wow! You don't find boots like that every day. I can see why you'd want them back. Do you have any idea who could have taken them?"
"I do have a list of potential suspects that could be the thief." replied Elhain handing Deathknight the list. "I was interviewing candidates to join my Clan Boss team shortly before the theft occurred. Fireblade, Outlaw Monk, Dualist, and Sniper. I'm very confident it's either Dualist or Sniper as they are the only two that would covet such attack champion friendly boots. What do you think?"
"Oh, Elhain, you're so pretty. Your suspect list can be narrowed down to one with almost no effort at all. Your thief is Outlaw Monk. It's all in his name."
"It can't be that simple," responded Elhain.
"Oh, it can, but it doesn't matter. It's clearly a contract job. All of your suspects are uncommon champions. It's highly unlikely any of them would have the guts to steal such high-end gear for themselves."
"Then what are you saying?" responded Elhain with frustration in her voice. "Are my boots lost forever?"
"No, my Lovely. In fact, I can easily reclaim them for you by tomorrow night...for a price of course."
"I'll pay you anything you want! Please, I must have them back."
"Oh, I'll hold you to that Babe. Oh yeah, I'll hold you to that. Just be here tomorrow night around 8 pm and I'll have them for you."
"I'll be waiting."
Detective Deathknight entered the party at the end, exactly when he had intended.
Galek was just about to present Zargala with her birthday present. The crowd was very excited and couldn't wait to see what he had got for her. They were the premiere power couple in Telarian after all.
"Oh, my!" Zargala exclaimed upon opening her present. "These boots are astounding!"
"Aren't they though!" interrupted Deathknight. “What level Dragon did you have to defeat to win those, Galek?"
"Yes, Love, please tell us all about the legendary battle that you fought," said Zargala suspiciously.
"Don't bother big guy," interrupted Deathknight again. "I can't believe you'd insult your lovely and deadly wife like this. Giving her stolen boots for her birthday. She deserves a man who can provide her the finest things by actually winning them, or at least stealing them himself."
"How dare you!" Galek began menacingly walking towards Deathknight.
"Let him explain!" demanded Zargala. "How do you know the boots were stolen for him?"
"My dear Zargala, you and Galek are all but inseparable. Those boots must have come from a raid of a dragon level 13 or higher. Do you remember a time he could have been away from you long enough to make such a raid? Also, is he even capable of such a thing without your help? Lastly, I happen to know that those very boots were stolen from my client by Outlaw Monk. Have you seen your husband speaking with Outlaw Monk recently?" instructed Deathknight.
"Galek!!" shouted Zargala. And the chase was on!
In the chaos that followed Deathknight had little trouble retrieving the boots and exiting the party.
Elhain was waiting for him just like she said she would be. When Deathknight presented her with the boots she almost exploded with excitement!
"Oh, thank you Deathknight! How can I repay you for this wonderful service?"
"That's easy Dollcake, next time you're leveling food champs and you see me in your group...give me a smile. It'll make this one-star chap's heart skip a beat."
"Oh Deathknight," she replied with a wicked grin. "You don't have a heart." With that she turned and left Deathknight standing slack-jawed and awestruck."She smiled at me!" he thought to himself, "Well, alright."