Felmer placed his ear against the door to Beacoms private quarters and listened intently, hearing the sound of a squeaking chest as it was manipulated; then jumped at the candle being blown out. Leaning against the wall Felmer waited for a long while before shakily pushing against the door and stopping momentarily at the groan of the door. After 30 minutes of starting and stopping the merchant finally entered the room. He loomed over the sleeping pious man before looking around and saw a chest out of place on the bookshelf. [i]Aha, that's not going to hold literature. I doubt it's unlocked and the key is not going to be easily found. [/i]