Guildhall Ward

What the Kobold suggested excited the Shadow Stealer. "Hold onto that for just a moment. I want to gloat over my plan." You know, standard mastermind minion stuff. I am sure they understood. "But I already like that thinking, you are going to get a very large bonus when all of this is said and done." Yeah bonuses!

His attention turned to the household staff. Four people all together: A kitchen maid, a cook, a scullery and a butler.

"Our plan is to enter into the house by its third story access." He addressed. "Usually that might be a problem because there are four people inside the house at this hour... but I have planned for this night." He advised the Kobold.

His attention turned to a rather young woman, bright auburn hair tied very conservatively dressed in a simple dress with a head wrap over the top of her head. "The scullery." He introduced to Vrisz. "Normally this is the time she would be doing laundry, the room in question having a large shute that allows her to hear the stories of the two masters and the rest of the household." He forewarned. "But I so happen to know that she likes to star gaze. And SO happened to steal some stars." He bragged. Showing a bag of rather bright luminous dust motes. "Or the next best thing."

He boasted. "I hung them early this morning outside the yard, it does not appear until nightfall." He mused. "She will go into the yard to do the laundry instead behind the house and that will also take care of..." His attention turned to a much smaller girl. Her hair was in tails, she was rather frumpy with rosy cheeks and a rather dirty dress. "The Kitchen Maid. Who well... Likes the Scullery." He teased and the gossip. "She will find an excuse to go out to the yard too to be close to her crush. Honestly I wish we could give her the courage to confess her feelings." He was such a fan of romance after all. "That would take care of two of them..." But you know there was more!

Vrisz watched the staff as they appear from room to room. Tallblood servants were better than the icky man-things! A part of her wanted some of the shiny motes and stared open-mouthed but paid attention to what boss was saying after they went away. It went on the very long list of things she wanted. Her eyes fell across the various small things she could see through the windows that would likely make their way into her pockets given half the chance.

"Even tallblood like to stare at shiny things!", nodded Vrisz at the Shadow Stealer, "Shadow stealer is good trap maker! Forge lovey note for naughties."

She grinned, "What after busybusy tallblood ladies?"

Vrisz squinted as she peered toward the small sneaky sneak. She knew gamblers made good marks but Shadow Stealer knew how to make them better marks. Good things for any kobold for a boss that makes shinies from dirt. Plus keeps lookout for nasties like Butler lurking around corners.

Spellgun learning in elvish left Vrisz with occasional sparks of rhyming by its Fae tinted goggles as she stared at the woman, "Busy butler buffing booty better boosted by 'bolds. Vrisz tried eating dire rat. Nasty. 'Shrooms is best. Butler not lookin' for put eaty stuff back an' find gone lazycook?"

"My dear Vrisz!" He announced with a bit of excitement. "There is a substantial difference between regular dinnerware of that of steward if now buffering! The silver and the crystal are in fact in their own separate cabinet in the first floor while the kitchen lurks in the basement!" He mused. "One tends to own such things not just to eat off of them, but to show them off to the guests."

With that said. It would seem the pieces were now in play. Both maids were slowly making their way to the backyard. The Butler was undoing the buttons of his own doublet inside as he was preparing for the long and intricate work. And now. Now the pair of thieves would embark on their work.

The Shadow Stealer began to move, motioning for the other to follow him. The thief seemed to be incredibly surefooted. Walking on the tiniest of ledges, and the strangest of surfaces with incredible ease. Moving among the stars and the night skies as he was making his way to a rope he had prepared off another building. Now spinning said rope above his head with the appropriate grappling hook to latch itself to the other side of the street.

A shake of her body and a tail braced on the tip Vrisz balanced feet in line on the peak of the roof. Kobolds weren't overly sure-footed but they were excellent jumpers! The sneak-cleats let her grip with her toes when she needed to and still spring quietly across roofs. It left her with a slightly longer route than the one Shadow Stealer took but she would keep up. Quickly quickly Vrisz pounces from a roof to a pole to another ledge on the other side. Sharp 'bold nails dig and switch from edge to edge straight up the brick wall then swings fluid around a corner. Strong dagger-tail a piton helping place to place. One brick in her fingers once at the right height the nightcolored kobold pounces from the wall to the roof where Shadow Stealer had gone with his grappling hook. She tip-tip-shuffed behind him from a covered long-gun wobbling to a stop behind her.

"Wobbly long gun, cannot follow dancing Shadow Stealer on small ledges! Vrisz use showy useless things like sell for longgun padstrap.", whispers Vrisz nearby and hunkered down on all fours.

Though panting a bit at the weight she carried darted carefully to and fro looking for peepers on the street that ought not to peep. They were paranoid critters by nature but the oversized dragon eyes looked through darkness quite well. Lest some 'bold eater be around the corner!

The Master Thief had made a simple tight rope bridge between the two streets. With grace and ease now walking on the thinnest of silks to get to the other side of the impressive three tier state house. When Vrisz did look down on the street SHE DID behold some terrifying kobold eater! A DOG!

Street dog actually. A bit large, just looking up at the creature panting and starring at them like a dumb happy animal. ... TERRIFYING!

The Shadow Stealer was now on the roof of the home of the two Tensic Brothers. Somewhat crouching back down as he got to the particularly vulnerable window he had cased a night or two back. Very thin and fragile thieves tools slipping through the cracks and he quietly began to lift the latch.

"Once we are inside. You will slip into the room and signal the all clear." He instructed his faithful minion.