There is very little Roodamtirt doesn’t find capable of rendering foolish—be it the idiosyncrasies of the idle rich or the impossibility of finding a decent cup of tea anywhere outside the castle walls. Sometimes he thinks he should have gone in for stand-up comedy.
At the end of the day, however, the life of a thief suits him much better than that of a star; Roodamtirt is just too good at picking locks and lifting purses. And what works better for misdirection than a well-timed joke? One of these days, though, he’s actually going to get around to planning that heist.
As chaotic as his lifestyle might be, Roodamtirt is in for himself and himself alone, and those crown jewels ain’t gonna steal themselves.