Terryn smirked as he put three handfuls of gold coins in his bag. He had prepared by shoving his old clothes and rags inside his bag to help diminish the rattling noise. Everyone he had spoken with warned him against coming here, but now that he was here, it was pretty easy. He had planned to steal from the castle for about a week; gathering the items he needed and scoping out the guard schedule of the castle. The only guards that were posted were on the ground floor, and once he had figured out their blind spots, which wasn't very hard at this time of night, he just had to rely on his climbing abilities to get to his target floor. Since it was an easy entrance, he decided he wanted to come back and steal a little at a time rather than steal a lot at once and raise suspicion. When he ran out of the gold, he could come back for more. Terryn couldn't help but grin as he tied to the knot to his bag and swung it behind his shoulder. It was such a large profit with minimal effort.
He turned for the door and placed his ear next to its grainy wood, listening for footsteps. Confidently, he placed his hand on the handle when he heard the soft creak of the door and the floorboards. Terryn felt his blood run cold and his heartbeat rise. He knew it had been too easy of a mission. The only way out was the window in the hallway and there was no second door in the treasure room to get there. All he could do was hope and pray that whoever was in the hallway wasn't interested in his treasure room. Terryn scrambled under a table close to the door and hid himself behind the table cloth. He held his breath as he waited for the footsteps to pass.