Usually Wally would be okay with just sitting around and doing his thing. He would be fine with just watching the peasants. They had so many stories to tell anyone who would listen to them. There was just one problem. Wally was not here for peasant gossip. He was here to get intelligence on King Hagard and the surrounding area.

So of course there was only one real way to do that and it was to break into the castle. It was what he did best. SO Wally quickly traded places with the other bartender and wandered out of the tavern towards his hiding place. Wally grabbed his gear and quickly pulled on his cloak and other things he would need to break in. So he decided to use the side of the cliff. Course any guard who would look could see him. So he was moving slowly and visibly. 

Wally ran up the path towards the castle. Wally never needed an audience when he could just climb the wall and get over it. Wally scaled up one side as he threw his grappling hook over the top and shimmied up the side of the building from the cliff side. This was not easy at all and one mistake and the guards would see him. There was something unnatural about this place. Like that carnival he had stolen from awhile ago.