Episode 23: The Rogue and the Selectively Inconvenient Invisibility Cloak

The bell above the shop door jingled. Felix barely looked up. By now, he was ready for anything — knights, wizards, maybe even a talking goose.

But this time, the man who walked in was different. He moved with a practiced ease, quiet as a shadow. His cloak was tattered, his hood low over his face.

Felix sighed. "Alright, lemme guess. Rogue. Wants to be invisible. You guys are so predictable."

The rogue chuckled softly. "Sharp one, aren't you? Yeah. I'm Luthen. Best thief in the kingdom — but I want to be even better."

Zira leaned on the counter. "If you're the best, why do you need our help?"

Luthen smirked. "Because the king's vault has anti-magic wards. Normal invisibility spells get snuffed. But I hear you two are good at… unconventional enchantments."

Felix raised an eyebrow. "Yeah, you could say that."

Luthen tossed a heavy coin pouch onto the counter. "I need a cloak that makes me invisible — something that won't trigger magical alarms."

Felix grinned. "Oh, we can do better than that."

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One Hour Later…

Felix unveiled the cloak with a flourish. It was sleek, dark, and had an almost liquid shimmer to it.

"Behold! The Cloak of Selective Invisibility!"

Luthen blinked. "Selective?"

Felix nodded proudly. "It hides whatever part of you you're not thinking about. Perfect for rogues. No magic signature, no detection."

Luthen frowned. "Wait… what if I think about my whole body?"

Felix shrugged. "Then it defaults to hiding everything. You're fine."

Luthen grinned. "Sounds perfect."

Felix handed it over. "Try it out."

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Luthen slipped the cloak on and pulled up the hood. He vanished — well, most of him did.

His legs were still visible, standing awkwardly in the middle of the room.

Zira burst out laughing. "Oh no. He forgot his legs exist."

Luthen cursed. His legs vanished — but now his head and one arm popped back into view.

Felix winced. "Looks like you gotta stay focused."

"THIS ISN'T FOCUS, THIS IS TORTURE!" Luthen shouted, his mouth visible and floating eerily in the air.

Zira wheezed. "Oh gods, he's a dismembered puppet."

Luthen groaned, his torso flickering into view again. "Fix it!"

Felix tried to hold back a laugh. "Hey, you wanted 'unconventional.'"

Luthen fumed. His whole body flickered back to visibility as he stomped over. "This is useless!"

Felix grinned. "Not useless. Think of it as… motivation to focus better."

Zira wiped her eyes. "Look on the bright side. If anyone sees you, they'll be too busy screaming at your floating head to stop you."

Luthen shot them both a glare. "You're lucky you're funny."

Felix smirked. "We know."

Luthen sighed, tossing another pouch of coins onto the counter. "Fine. Keep the money. I'll figure this thing out."

He pulled the hood back up — and vanished again, except for his left foot, which awkwardly lingered before disappearing a second later.

Zira leaned on the counter, grinning. "So… five gold says he comes back by sundown."

Felix chuckled. "Nah. Give him till lunch."