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- The young man had been up all throughout the night, Tate did this often and sleep wasn't something he could always manage to get himself to do, despite it being natural his mind wandered too much to allow him any form of rest, so much on a young man's mind despite the simple and boring life he lived- oh well, he'd rest later, for now, he'd explore a bit and perhaps get himself into the usual trouble he did so often. His tired, dark bagged eyes glanced around his environment as he thought a bit to himself, he had always thought about trying to sneak into the castle or, at least the around the castle, he knew there would be things there for him to steal for himself but he also knew that it could be some form of death wish for himself, but oh well he did this many times he was sure this wouldn't be any different, he was smart and had a skill with this stuff, he wasn't foolish about it.
He made his way toward the castle, his thin body tucking behind trees and making sure to watch out for any guardsmen that would be watching out for people. He knew which way he'd take, it wasn't the first time he'd been around the castle as he's planned sneaking in many times before. He decided to take a back way, he knew that way he'd probably have a better chance of getting in without being caught- he looked up at the gate in front of him, a small annoyed expression plastering over his pale face 'More trouble for me, shouldn't be much of a hassle, though.' He thought to himself, hoisting himself up bars his knuckles turning white with the tension of his hard grip, he pulled himself up being careful not catch himself and then he jumped down, a quiet huff escaping from his chest as he landed into the grass.
He observed what was around him, a small amused noise leaving his lips as he looked up at the looming castle in front of him, his eyebrows raising gently they never seen it up close but it was definitely something to behold, that was for sure. He began to make his way toward the stables, knowing the horses would probably have things stored in their saddlebags that he could make useful for himself like food and if he was lucky a few spare coins. He kept himself hidden behind bushes as well as he could, thanking the universe for making him a petite and tiny person. Despite sneaking into places many of times, this was definitely different for him, his heart pounded in his chest hard enough for him to feel it swell into his throat obviously he was nervous, he knew in the back of his mind this could end his life if he ran into the wrong people- he swallowed hard, shaking his head a bit and bringing himself back to focus on what he needed to do.
He squinted a bit, his brows tensing as he looked around for the stables of course he wasn't familiar with the inside gates of the castle but once his eyes found what he was looking for they lit up. He looked around one more time, before deciding to make a run for it, it seemed everyone was either busy or inside the castle so he felt fine to do this, even though usually he wouldn't do such a thing- then again he was tired and probably could have been thinking a bit smarter for his own safety, but a tired brain usually can't make the best choices for ones own life or just general silly things, though for Tate this wasn't a silly thing. With the tiredness flooding his mind, he seemed to completely miss two men that were making their way to the castle themself, a knight and what looked to be some kind of worker for the castle he wasn't obviously sure- his heart skipped a beat slightly as he turned for a moment to observe the two, stopping in his tracks mostly out of fear, he hoped to god they didn't notice but he was a stranger standing there so he knew he probably ruined his chance, but that wouldn't stop him from at least trying, he's done this many times before, running was something he was use to and he done it almost his whole life, and maybe today would be the fastest he did run, still deciding to make his way at least, toward the stables.