Outlawed 2

[~Thor's Gurl<3~]

John looked up from his ring to Saya. "Why? I've never been kind to you." he asked, genuinely confused.

[GoldenStateOfMind]

Prince Stephan directed his attention back to Arowin. He bit his lip, not even noticing when Rebecca spoke softly to him. Well, not noticing too much. He was nervous; even though he had spent years training and preparing for this, he had never been in an actual raid or battle. His feelings were mixed. He was excited to finally be a part of the Hood's actions, but he was worried, not only for his own safety, but more that he would mess everything up. He stopped Rebecca for a moment before walking away and made himself look her straight in the face. "Of course," he said; he couldn't think of how else to reply. His eyes lingered for a moment but then he realized he was staring at her and snapped himself out of it with a shiver, turning away, and followed Arowin to the horses. He affectionately stroked Sinner's maw, and realized how much he had missed his horse when he had disapeared, before Chris led him back. Chris' predicament was strange; he had never seen the outlaw since he had left the Hood, but Chris left gifts and Stephan had caught Arowin speaking quietly of him to Emerald once ((is this ok? I don't wanna godmod!)), but besides that, no one spoke of him much, almost as with respect the Arowin. Stephan didn't mind, as he had never really met the man, except for about ten minutes as he battled Sam. Stephan looked to Arowin. "What is our goal?" he asked, saddling up Sinner.

[Mentally__Unstable]

"But know that you can be, and perhasps one day will be." Saya said with a smile. "What would you like to drink sir?"

[VanWen]

ooc:
I don't mind.

bic:
Arowin rode out the door, "Well to get in and get as much as we can before they realize we are there. Nothing huge." she said with a playful shrug. She then let Emerald take the lead and pulled the hood of her cloack up to shadow her face. Ace then took control, eager for the fun that was to come and bolted down the road.

Rebecca waved them off and then headed back inside. She carried the meat that Stephan had brought down to the kitchen. She pushed the door open with her free hand and it swung open with a slight creek and she stepped inside the gloomy room. A while later she was covered in soot and a nice big fire was going in the huge. Lay oven set in the far wall. She hummed cheerfully to herself and then placed a metal grid over the flames and tossed the meat on. She then hurried to fetch the spices and throw them on the meat.

[intriguing]

Matthew approached the King's castle, he was slighter closer than The Hood but only by a few moments. He was completely oblivious to their plans which were so similar to his, he didn't even know fo their existance. Of course he had heard of the legendary band of outlaws, but he did not know where they operated. He may have had a different plan if he had known.

As he reached his destination he tethered his horse to a sturdy post, stroked it's nose then swung off.

He looked around, the guards were all still standing rigidly outside the walls. They hadn't yet noticed him. Slowly he crept over.

[VanWen]

Arowin dismounted in the shadows of the far side of the castle. She quickly opened one of her saddle bags and took out a grappling hook with a long role attached to it. She looked up to see the guards walking away, getting off early before the change. She nodded to the others and then twirled it, gaining momentum and then let it fly. It soared up just going over the walls. Arowin pulled back and it hooked. She tested the rope and then slowly began to climb. The plan was to chuck as much over the side and then attach it to their saddlebags. They couldn't very well bring the horses with.

Sandy wiped the counter down with a wet rag before tossing it back under the counter. She took out a few mugs and filled them with ale and then piled them onto a mahogany round tray. She picked it up And crossed the bustling bar to a group of rowdy men celebrating a days work.

[intriguing]

Matthew glanced around, the guards were moving. The coast was clear. He saw an oppurtunity, and he seized it. He ran full pelt and grabbed a overhang, climbing skillfully up the wall. He was only a few metres higher than Arowin, but being on the opposite side he was completely unaware of what was going on. He grabbed onto a flag pole and swung back and forth, gaining momentum, he swung up onto the other, barely holding on with his feet. he managed to swing round and get the next. Slowly he was making his way up and around the castle to an opening. The same place The hood appeared to be headed.

[VanWen]

Arowin reached the top and pulled herself up the last bit. She crouched low assessing the area up top and then motioned for the others to climb up quickly. She then took another grappling hook out her satchel and attached it to a special arrow she had prepared. She carefully counted the windows and then shot it straight into the second one to the left, the treasury room. She motioned for someone to wait so that when she shot back anothe line they could secure it and thus they would have a pulley system line, well a rough one anyway. She ran for the stairs down the wall and across the short distance and into the castle.

[intriguing]

Matthew climbed, slowly litle by little he made his way up. His chest rose and fell when he reached the ledge. His eyes glanced over the rooms, then fell on a single window. The treasury room. It was a long, large room, dark but beautifully decorated. There were a few safes, but from apst experience Matthew knew that the door was often just triple locked. He peered in the window, all he could see was the shimmering ripple that was gold. The gold that would soon be his. Or so he thought. He didn't realise just what today might have in store for him.
He glanced down again, the guards had rearranged, but none were looking up, none suspected anything. He took a deep breath and began to climb again. He had no equipment, no grappling hook, though it would have been helpful, he was relying on himself and his agility. He clambered up again, the window was unlatched and a cat slept regally around it. He sighed. Animal cruelty was not his favourite pasttime, but the cat ahd really picked a bad time for a nap.
Matt crouched in the window ledge, his deep auburn hair flowing back with the slight breeze. He could smell the gold now, but as long as that cat was there he couldn't get in. He sighed, then swept an arm round the unsuspecting cat. He dropped down onto the next windowledge and dumped the animal. It took every grain of strength for him to pull himself back up again. At last the gold was in sight...

[VanWen]

While the other intruder had slipped down Arowin had broken the locks to the door and had slipped into the room. She chuckled silently to herself and then quick as a flick she secured the first bag of gold to the pulley line. She heard movement and dived down and saw Mathew slip in. Her eyes widened, she hadn't been exspectint company.