As soon as his contact, "Tigs" left, Sylvaré rushed over to the map for further examination. He determined that the specified entrance was indeed the best choice an entrance as it would logically be the least populated. The Tortuskan stored the majority of his gear in a closet of the hotel room; after all, he did order it for the night, so why not utilize it? However before storing his gear he removed a piece of black cloth and some twine, threading the twine through holes in the back if the fabric in order to form a mask. He also removed a small knife, innocent enough in appearance as it was designed for whittling.

At approximately 3:00 AM, Sylvaré arrived at the mine's entrance only to note that there were two miners leaning against the door, presumably on break as they were eating while talking casually. The streets of this part of Nesia were fairly empty at the time, no one was there to notice the thief picking up a stone from the road and heaving it at one of the two miners, striking him in the head with a satisfying [i]crack[/i]. While the other was taken aback in confusion, Sylvaré rushed up to him and drove him into the wall. Dropping the unconscious body, Sylvaré quickly looked about in search of any potential witnesses. Seeing none, the Tortuskan continued into the mine, dragging the two bodies in.

After hiding the two unconscious miners inside the entrance to the mine, Sylvaré took one of their pick axes and continued in. About one minute into the walk in the dark Sylvaré came upon a locked door, with a barred window showing several bags as well as a few odd crystals.

[i] Vibrium [/i]

The thief wound up, and lashed the pickaxe against the lock of the door with the force of a practiced lumberjack. It took four attempts, but the lock eventually shattered, allowing Sylvaré to enter and take a large quantity of Vibrium. Before leaving, he hesitated, and thought of what he should do in order to evade any possible blame for this crime should he be discovered. With an elegant flourish, Sylvaré drew his knife and carved into the storeroom's table the first name that came to mind. Abe.

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Sylvaré awoke in a cold sweat, hearing someone knock at his room's door. Had he been discovered? Sylvaré reached for the closet and drew his rapier, also making sure to grab his knife off of the nightstand. Taking a fencing position with the knife as a parrying dagger, Sylvaré said calmly, "Come in." It was only the hotel manager, who looked both startled and perplexed. Sylvaré sighed, and threw his weapons into the bed. Figuring that his time in the room was done, the Tortuskan quickly gathered his items, nodded at the manager, and was off.

Heading now to the BlackWater hotel, Sylvaré walked rather lethargically. He hadn't eaten in several days, and resolved to break into some of his stored foods later that day. But now was business. Sylvaré arrived at the hotel, went through the same process of reserving a room, and headed upstairs to wait for his contact's arrival.