Kai watched as the two women left, Roxy for the rooftops and the other for the house of interest. Spotting the convoy approaching from a distance, he knew that he and Isago should be making a move as well. He gave the older man a curt nod before disappearing into the crowd as well. He took the advice he had been given earlier on, making it a point to be more aware of his surroundings as he swiftly made his way towards the house that the convoy was heading for.

Upon nearing the building, he looked for a spot where he could conveniently carry out an attack from. He eventually went round a corner and positioned himself out of sight of the soldiers. He waited, hand around the grip of his cutlass as the convoy pulled up in front of the house, ready for when the time came to strike.

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When Kai responded back to his remarks, Isago noticed Ratte before she tapped onto Kai's shoulder scaring him. Isago couldn't help but chuckle "I hope you're not this easy to get when the festivities start." he said shaking his head. He crossed his arms giving Ratte a wink from her comment towards him.

By the time Roxy spoke, Isago had his attention towards her. Yes, not many of them showed up but hey, the riches have now at least doubled or tripled this time with the amount of people who have not shown up. And that was seriously fine with him. Isago have dealt with great odds against him.

Isago's attention went towards the distance when the caravan could be spotted. Oh yes, it was definitely time. He noticed both ladies rushing to get into their positions along with Kai heading into the crowd. The 4 soldiers he saw up front were quick response soldiers that usually looked out for ambushes. Isago had an idea. What's the best way than being the distraction himself? Isago walked over and looked at an older man that sold fruits and spices from his cart. Isago gave the man some coin to barrow it for a moment and grabbed a cloak to drape over himself.

He was going to take the straight forward position when dealing with these guys and for some reason, Isago had a feeling that these soldiers weren't the only threat. There had to be an elite guard in this caravan as well. There was only one way to find out. If there wasn't one, then this would be an easy job.

Isago grabbed the handle of a cart and pretended limping towards their destination. He wanted the soldiers to pay attention to him. Hiding his sword, and his physical features, Isago watched as the group approached, looking to play as a beggar to get close enough for an attack.

Ratte pulled the set from her pouch and quickly got to work. She carefully inserted a wire and a long thin pick into the keyhole and leaned her ears close to it. She twisted and manipulated the two devices until she heard the soft clicks that she was waiting for, then grinned smugly as the lock dropped, "Damn I'm good..." she mumbled. She quickly scooped up the lock and her tools, then checked around her once more before carefully pushing open the door.

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At the front of the caravan, two of the soldiers broke their formation only slightly in order to begin taking a lead. They pushed their horses on and their eyes were keen and watching out for trouble. They searched the rooftops and the alleys that were coming into view as they approached their destination.

The two soldiers closest to the carriage drew their swords and fell back to their position either side of the carriage holding the precious cargo. They too watched around them and searched for signs of ambush. One faltered only slightly, catching a glimpse of black up on the rooftops. @KatherinWinter He cracked his whip against the horse and subtly against the carriage, before the two horses in front whinnied and faltered. He slowed his horse and saw what had caused the fuss. A beggar, bulky and crooked, had stumbled into their path. He clicked his tongue and once again tapped his whip sharply against the carriage as the whole party came to a halt in front of a house @Raptra.

"You there!" One of the front guards called out to the beggar man, "Stick to the given walking paths!" @King Tai

@SantosGabriel77

Tristan blends in while Roxy climbs the rooftops. He quickly stalks the caravan.

Tristan remained quiet to not draw much attention, he stalks the caravan waiting for the perfect moment. He takes a slide to an alley and grabs a hook. He attaches it to a piece of rope, thus making a grappling hook, he has a plan. As the caravan stops he quickly hides under a haystack, the hay is a little rough but after this a comfy bed it waiting to be slept in.

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Roxy watched the group. Kai was the hardest to keep track of because of his stature but she managed to catch a glimpse of him just before he turned the corner at one of the buildings near the route. She figured that he had found a little nook or something to hide in. She would have to trust that he could see the route where he was.

She rolled her eyes when Isago grabbed an abandoned cart and pretended to be a beggar. He was supposed to be on fighting duty not distraction. Whatever worked for was fine but he attracted too much attention for her comfort. But she was used to living in the shadows so having that many eyes on her would have been a new experience it probably wasn't the same for the tall man.

Roxy growled when Ratte picked the lock on one of the houses and went inside. There was no way that the younger woman could keep an eye on the cavan from there. What the hell was the girl up to? She was going to kick the Ratte's ass if the younger woman messed this up. The girl had no idea how important this heist was. Roxy quickly made her way across the rooftop, careful to stay in the deeper shadows, to where Ratte had last been seen.

"Wrong, all wrong." Eryx says to himself, staring down at a wanted poster. Looking back was a man remarkably like himself, only with a narrow chin, one of which he himself did not have. "I do not look like that, at least put credit where it's due..." He mutters, starting to gaze down the list. "Larceny, forgery, murder, ra- that lying- I've never raped anyone!"

Dust cloud, just over the edge of the paper.

"Show time then?" He ponders, leaning over on the railing. He was on the rooftop of a small store, overlooking the marketplace. Shimmering golden eyes moved across the crowds, looking for those few, the silly few that were so desperate to be incognito that they stood out.

It was hard to find areas of the city that he could get to, but he knew in a place so ripe with thieves, he'd be able to find it- eventually. The problem with just going to any shady tavern was bounty hunters, ones he didn't particularly care to have a run in with. One thing he did know, is that a public shipment of gems brought attention, and there was no way that someone wasn't going to try and hit it.

Black leather shaded the white hair it ran through as he pulled it back, clearing his vision. Of course there were people in hoods and cloaks moving about, but really, who dresses like that and moves in such a hurry? Time limit: caravan.

There, to his left, a girl had just ducked into this alleyway, he watched only for a moment as she headed off, cold feet maybe? This was a rather big hit, surely they at least have professionals... And, one just went into a haystack. He dropped his head for a moment, his clean white cloak falling over his arms. I'm sure it was just a fluke, maybe he will set it on fire, I've done that to scare horses...

Oh, the fighter is going in. He notes, watching the man grab a cloak. I suppose it might make their reaction hold for a second or two, but alone...? No, he's just there... He can't have a shield under there, he's likely goingnto be shot down. He was losing hope, the people he needed to talk to were apparently a few amateurs about to get shot. Mercenaries with a noble seal could kill anyone they found suspicious, and that man practically sacrificed himself.

"Should I go down?" He mutters to himself, weighing his options. Not all of these people looked to be fighters, let alone against the front guard, four men for a haul like that? Nonsense. They needed surprise, and at this rate they wouldn't have it.

Sigh

He places the steel plate of his glove to the railing as he moves to leap over it, if fighting was going to break out, perhaps he'd be able to stop someone from dying here. He rocks on the railing for a moment, still debating internally. His clothes were entirely white, aside from the black leather boots and base of his gloves, and he stood out like a sore thumb as he rocked above the citizens.

The slim, well built white figure growls a little as he finishes leaning forward, dropping down into the marketplace. He doesn't bother with his hood, though he does pull up a scarf that covers his mouth, splash guard, might have to hit someone in the face. He humms to himself, making sure his gloves are tight as he walks down the road, directly towards the caravan.

"Terribly sorry gents, my poor uncle thinks it's never too early to drink." He calls out, his eyes narrowing as he grows closer, looking to the hooded man, then to the caravan driver. His voice grows cold, he was trying to buy a few more seconds before the clearly improvised distraction got the man shot. "It's quite a bad habit, don't you think?"

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Maybe it's his hatred for the merchants and guards who follows orders of the nobles, maybe it's his want of defeating people that caused him pain when he was younger that made him take ballsy actions? One thing Isago always did was take risks even if it wasn't a smart move but through the years, it worked and he knew how to improvise even with the odds stacked against him and even if it seemed like a stupid move.

Hearing one of the front guards, Isago with his hidden hand slowly reached for his blade to start the frontal assault and distraction so that all of the attention would be on him but at that moment, he eyes switched over to someone that spoke, calling him uncle. Isago slightly raised an eyebrow. "Who the hell is this?" Isago thought to himself as this was an unexpected development. Isago really wanted to take the shot but this new individual showing up, Isago didn't want anyone extra getting in the middle of what was about to do and took his hand off the handle of his blade. If he didn't know any better, it seemed that this person could sense what he was about to do and was trying to stop him before all hell broke lose.

Isago smirked so to play along "Hehe...sorry...I need my daily medicine and thought you fine gentlemen would be kind enough to help me...what will I do without my nephew...hehe. Now now nephew...I told you I would be back soon...." He chuckled to move out the way and whispered to the newcomer. "What the hell do you think you're doing? I'm busy at the moment." Speaking to the male in a serious and cold tone but still had his attention on the guards while moving about and pretending to smile and chuckle nervously but immediately gave a serious expression once more.

@FalkiThomas@Sleeth

Ratte blinked and let her eyes grow adjusted to the darkness within the room before she dropped her hood and tilted her head to listen carefully. She could hear the soft creaking of the old building settling and the faint bustle of the streets outside. She heard footsteps echoing softly off the walls and shrank back into the shadows. She quickly shrugged off her cloak to rid herself of the bulk and hid it behind a glass case filled with jeweled daggers and eyed the weapons with a small smirk 'I'll come back for these later.'

She found the shadows and started to slowly creep through them, looking to locate where they would put the gems in the caravan. She didn't know the others that well and couldn't trust them to stop, fight and rob the caravan without something going wrong. If she was to be in charge of the theft, then she wanted to know exactly how she would do it with or without help.

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The two guards at the front of the caravan party looked to each other in disbelief when the character in white showed himself. The idea clicked in their minds and became instantly clear. The first drew his sword and tapped his heel against his horse, pushing it forwards.

"Gentlemen," he said calmly, "you have tested our patience long enough. I'll have the captain of this town's guard on you in seconds or you can scatter and we'll pretend nothing has happened. Your pretense is foolish. Whatever your plan may be, give it up. You've already lost." @King Tai@Sleeth

Behind him, the rest of the guards outside of the caravan drew their swords, scraping them loudly against their sheaths to demonstrate their length and weight. They waited with a sense of impatience on the reaction of the two men in the road. Once more, the soldier closest to the carriage flicked his whip subtly against the carriage and his eyes darted around for the disturbance on the rooftop. He narrowed them as he noticed that it had gone and he leaned back in his seat. His horse sensed the tension beneath him and stomped it's hoof with a short whinny. The soldier tapped the whip one last time before shortening the reigns and readying himself for an assault.

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From his hiding spot, Kai smirked in amusement at Isago's disguise. The older man had succeeded in stopping the convoy, though, with the guards' attention on Isago and presumably some time to kill before the planned attack, the teenager took the opportunity to get even closer to the caravan. He left his corner and went round the back of it for a better view, still taking great care not to be seen. From what he had put together, there were two guards leading the convoy, and two more guarded each side of the carriage. He then heard an unfamiliar voice, which started a conversation at the front of the caravan. Who was that who was speaking? What was going on?

Kai was startled when the guards at the sides suddenly drew their swords, but used the moment to make a swift dash to the unguarded rear of the carriage, stepping up on the back footboard and pressing himself against the rear panel. He inched his way to the corner and peered around it, waiting for the opportunity to make another move. Soon enough, for whatever reason, the guard on that particular side turned his attention to the surrounding rooftops. That was when he was able to climb to the roof of the caravan and creep to the front. He could finally see what was happening when he got close enough to peer over the front porch.

Kai was confused at the scene taking place below. Who was this young man in white and what was he trying to do? This was not part of the plan, and he figured that Isago too, must be rather agitated at this unexpected occurrence. Regardless, the guards appeared to already be on to them, and they would have to end up drawing their swords at some point. He continued to lie in wait on the roof, deciding which side to drop down on and attack first when Isago eventually began his assault on the front guards.

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Tristan shakes a little at the rough haystack, he also tries to "Scoop" himself inside to avoid unwanted attention from heavily armed men.

Tristan peeked a little, removing a few yet small parts hay from the stack and observes the surrounding. He notices another man speaking to the guards. Either he is mad or he discovered me in this haystack. Tristan grabs his makeshift grappling hook and slowly stands up positioning himself on the right angle. He looks above as a bearded man seems to try to assemble a large beam, most likely for hanging festival decoration.

As soon as Isago began the attack Tristan bursts out and launches his grappling hook at the haul. Then he swings open it thus creating a hole. He positions his bag at the hole.

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Roxy stopped on top of the building where the caravan was heading. Ratte was inside. Which wasn't part of the plan. She wondered what the hell the girl was thinking. Security would be much tighter inside. They would have all kinds of protection inside. She was going to smack the girl. She wasn't much happier with the men. They were attracting too much attention. The idea was supposed to be to go unnoticed. Not to draw enough attention that they were the first people suspected of the crime. The men seemed to have things uncontrol. She still didn't see Kai. She had to hope that he hadn't ditched the group too. But first she had to check on Ratte.

She made her way into the building through one of the upper windows. The window lead to an office. Which luckily was empty. She figured it would be this time of day. Silently she moved into the shadows and started moving her way through the museum. She needed to make sure this heist was successful. Even if she had to do it herself. Because if it failed she would be the one paying the price.

"Surely sir," Eryx speaks up, gesturing with his right hand between himself and Isago. "You can see the resemblance can't you?" He asks, smirking slightly under his mask. The pale man with snow white hair was definitely related to his milk-chocolate compatriot. "No? Married in I'm afraid."

He begins to step forward towards the cart, catching a glimpse of movement in the corner of his eye that he couldn't afford to look at. The haystack one? It didn't matter, more pressing matters were in front of them. If the one in the haystack was here, three on four didn't seem too bad. It would have to be a quick fight though, reinforcements would surely be inbound, emptying the carriage would take too long.

Is that a rope? They're trying to- It dawned on him then, he put himself in a worse position than expected. Either that one was running off on his own, or they planned on taking from the carriage. Here. Next to the marketplace. With guards on the way surely. Now he had to get these ones out of here, and they needed to take the whole cart, not just take from it.

"Seems conflict is unavoidable, go on, if you men can't come at us yourselves, call your daddy the guard captain." Eryx taunts, hoping that the first blow would be more effective if it wounded the ego of his enemy. "Your whining will surely bring him, can't be hanging much down there if your first reaction is to threaten to go cry about it."

He extends his arms outwards, starting to step forward towards the carriage. He needed the horse alive and well, limiting his options. The swords, heavy, slow. He thinks, preparing himself physically. If the rider was dumb enough to charge him, he'd have to use his gloves to parry the blade and knock him off. Hopefully his new uncle could engage in team combat.

Well after this mission, surely Isago was going to get chewed out by the one who hired him. First his instinct was to be a distraction feeling that the security was too tight to begin with after seeing the guards around the caravan. That was the reason why he decided on being a distraction...he could still be wrong but that was no longer the case. This new nephew of his came out of nowhere when Isago initially wanted to swiftly take the first two guards out and systematically take down the others so that his team could rush and get what they could.

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Isago looked at the man in white. He was going to jump on his ass for interfering if they survived this. Taunting them? He was going to use that strategy? And now since he's basically issuing a challenge there was no room for talking as this boy was going to be thrown into joining this fight. Taking a quick breath Isago swiftly grabbed his dagger and flung it at the front guard that was not talking, aiming for his neck while quickly after the first throw, Isago pulled his sword out and rushed at the side of the horse that was holding the guard that he threw his dagger at, jumping and using the side of the horse as a stepping wall to launch himself at the guard who was talking, aiming to knock him off the horse with a shoulder tackle and with the positioning of his blade that was held upside down parallel to his forearm, Isago attempted to cut at the man's neck but if not, guard against the man if he tried striking him. This would be the opening for the boy in white to help him take the guards out.

This may have not been the wise choice but now, the group was going to have to improvise now. After these first moves, Isago was going to have to pull off some stuff to make sure to keep the fight with him and his partner and possibly Kai unless he stays out of sight. Isago kept in mind his surroundings and what he could use to keep the advantage on his team's side. Now...it was time for action for the rest of his team.

Taking Isago's first strike on one of the front guards as a cue to begin attacking, Kai rolled over to the right, grabbing the edge of the carriage's roof before he slid right off. He took the guard on the right by surprise, intercepting him and pushing him off of his horse with his feet. The teenager then let go of the edge he was hanging from, landing expertly on the ground. He drew his cutlass immediately after, preparing himself for the imminent sword fight. The guard, who had recovered from the earlier tackle, charged at Kai with his own sword.

Their blades clashed, and although Kai had expected such a level of expertise from a trained guard, the battle was keeping him on his toes. He was concerned about how the two men were doing at the front of the caravan, and thought that it would be best for him to bring the fight nearer to them as he slowly inched his way around the corner. It would be easier to have one another's backs that way. He also wondered about the guard on the left side. Where was he and what was he doing amidst all this chaos?

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Ratte slunk through the shadows on her toes like a slender black cat, keeping her eyes and ears peeled for any signs that someone or something was following her. She stopped beside an empty exhibit and briefly looked down at the plaque. The royal jewels. The child in her smirked, before she quickly assessed the situation around her. This was the place that the jewels would be displayed, or at least it looked that way. She looked at the cage around the platform they would be sat on and chewed her lip. The bars were thick iron and when she pushed her arm through them, even her slender elbows got caught in them. She stole a quick look around her to check that the coast was clear, before finding the lock on the cage and examining it. It was open for now, ready for the jewels to be rushed inside. She thought quickly and glanced around once more as she did.

She was never one to rob something without knowing what she was getting herself into. She was in charge of theft here, so Roxy had said, and she wanted to have the upper hand. She had broken into countless places nights before she planned to take anything just to scout out the area and know what she would need to get in and out unnoticed when she did the deed. She sighed and looked back at the lock. Too easy, she thought, a little too smugly perhaps. The lock itself was a heavy padlock. The contraption was thick and made of iron - no doubt designed to be difficult to unpick or cut.

She glanced around before dipping a hand into her bag and pulling out a similar lock. One she had the key for. She bounced it in her hand, this way no matter what happens.. I can still come back for my share later...

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Caught by surprise, the guard on the right flank fell with Isago's dagger buried deeply into his neck. His horse shrieked and reared up, flailing her legs in front of her and toppled over onto her rider with the force of Isago's leap.

With the seconds it took for Isago to take out his reinforcement, the first guard, lieutenant in his team here, snapped out of his angry haze. He had been riled by the man in white's quips about size and rank, and this had only frustrated him more. Training had taught him to ignore the foul talk that over-confident foes spewed, but this one in particular had just the right amount of confidence in his voice that it had dug under his skin. He had been seconds away from charging when the 'elderly' man had begun his attack. The shrill whinny of the riderless horse had panicked his own and it stomped, backing up against the lieutenant's will. He growled and brought his sword up just in time to parry Isago's attack against his neck and he swiftly kicked the man in the chest.

Kai's guard let out a startled cry when the boy attacked and he fumbled in a mess of reigns and armour for his sword. He quickly brought it up to defend himself and attempted to strike the boy down. Their swords collided and he found himself being pushed away from his horse and away from the carriage itself. He saw his horse bolt away from the clashing of swords, but saw his chance as Kai looked briefly distracted by his thoughts or something that the guard wasn't aware of. He took the opportunity and swung his sword up at the young boy, growling as he did so.

Meanwhile, the guard left of the caravan tutted and shifted slightly out of formation. He had been ashamed to find that a child had found his way into the chaos and was attacking too, though he left him to it and instead chose to focus on the newcomer - the man in white. One final time, he clipped his whip against the carriage before stepping out and watching the man in white prepare himself for a fight. For now his gaze was fixed on the lieutenant and he had an advantage. He lowered his sword and himself in the saddle, kicked and charged at the man, sword pointing directly at his shoulder.

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Roxy stormed through the shadows until she found Ratte. The girl was right where she thought she would be. The one place she wasn't supposed to be. She grabbed the younger girl and dragged her into the shadows. She held one of her knives to the young woman's throat. "What the hell are you doing in here?" She growled. "What part of the plan did you not undrestand? Your supposed to grab the stuff before it gets inside."

The place was highly guarded. This place was the second most secure place in the city. It was filled with alarms, traps, and guards. Roxy had no idea how Ratte had gotten this far or why and right now she didn't care. She cursed when she heard sounds of fighting outside. She released Ratte. She ran her hand through her hair. This was going wrong in so many ways that she knew that there was little chance that they would accomplish her goal.

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Outside the fight had stop the caravan's progress. The soldiers were pretty much blocking the path. The commander kicked his horse and headed towards Isago. The man welded his sword like an expert. The older man was his target. He was going to kill the man for making him look weak in front of his men. That wasn't something that he could let go.

A large solider spotted Kai. He frowned low and his throat. He made waived his way through the fighting. His goal was to stop the small man. He saw another man on the other side but knew he couldn't reach that side.

Thunk.

Eryx watched as a knife spun by him, his eyes moving to it instantly. He looked to the knife, then it's target, and the knife again. Tad unnecessary. He thought before it slammed into the guard's neck. As the man fell over, attempting to gold his wound shut, Eryx had his own problem.

His partner had ran right at them, so much for sticking together, but as long as he lived. The mounted guard that charged forward isn't the one Eryx was waiting for though, he'd wanted the captain alive for leverage, but too late. As predicted, the warrior charged in practically a straigt line, his sword outstretched to impale Eryx.

Years of martial training as well as his enhanced perception came immediately into play, Eryx crouched slightly more to adjust for the new target's speed and lifted himself off the ground. Heavy blade still.... His left hand comes forward, pushing the blade down in a parry to keep it from getting too close as his body rotates. His right leg lifts over the man as the left closes around his throat, violently jerking him from the horse.

The two fall quickly to the ground, Eryx seemingly unbothered that he landed right on his ass, though his legs were tight around his opponents neck. "Relax, you'll wake up." Eryx whispers to the guardsman, squeezing harder for those final moments before he felt the guard was soundly out. "Sleeping on the job, hard tonfind good help these days." He remarks finally as he stands, starting to run over to the carriage.

"Run or get on, I'm sure we'll regroup!" Eryx yells as he runs to the caravan, yanking the corpse of the man who was stabbed out of the way. He was going to drive the cart through the city, into the slums. Nobody there had to know what was inside, just that the guards were coming, and last time he was here the two didn't mix. Homeless cannon fodder wasn't normally his style, but risk versus reward. "Time to go..." He mutters as he climbs the horse, tapping it's sides.

Well they've gone this far, why not go all out. This was already getting out of control but the best they could do is improvise. One man was down, and this leading man was the new target. As Isago tried to go for the kill, his attack was parried and being pushed away. Isago, being knocked back, landed on his feet and quickly hopped back a bit to give himself and the commander some space.

He quickly looked around at the surroundings. Kai was in his fight and his new acquaintance was starting his battle. He noticed then, the commander rushing his way. Isago wanted this. He had the attention of the lead guy. Preparing his sword, he kept his mind on what else he noticed before. With a smirk, Isago started at his opponent. Staring at the horse, he sigh. "Sorry..my dear nag...nothing personal...you're just carrying my enemy." he said quietly and rushed towards the Commander to initiate another attack but at the last second, he ducked down, took his sword and with a great swing aimed at the horse's front two legs to trip it up so to bring the commander down to his level in this fight.

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The sharp pain across the back of Kai's hand caused by the tip of the sword belonging to the guard he was fighting snapped him out of his thoughts and brought him back to his current situation. The boy nearly dropped his blade as a result of the blow, but the intense battle was sufficient to distract him from the pain. Things then got worse as more soldiers poured out of the caravan to join the fight. Out of the corner of his eye, Kai spotted a large one heading straight for him.

That was when an idea popped into the small teenager's head. He ducked down and rolled under the carriage, just managing to fit through the gap between the ground and the bottom of the vehicle. Both guards instinctively dove right after him, though, their larger sizes prevented them from actually reaching him. He then dragged himself out to the front of the caravan, only to almost be trampled on by one of the horses. The startled boy let out a yelp and quickly got to his feet.

The two men were dealing with their own problems, but it was at least safer to be near them. Kai prepared himself to engage the two guards he had escaped earlier, assuming that they were coming around once they got out of the mess he had put them in. Sure enough, they appeared again, this time charging at him from both sides. This forced him to go defensive, blocking and dodging their attacks with hardly any time to get a strike in.

The man in white, who had somehow managed to get on a horse, then shouted at them to fall back. Kai assumed that the loot was secured, and began actively looking for an opening to run, into the carriage or otherwise. He could only hope that Isago had plans to do the same.

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Ratte's hand caught her lock just in time before she felt the hairs on the back of her neck stand on edge and she was dragged back into the shadows. She held a yelp back in her throat and found herself glaring at Roxy, who looked furious. She felt the dagger at her neck quivering with Roxy's anxiety and Ratte's own tension fell just slightly. Things weren't going as planned; it was just as well that she had come here first. Before Ratte had time to answer, the older woman released her hold and Ratte slumped, letting the tension in her shoulders settle and instinctively running her hand over her neck.

She sensed Roxy's tension practically vibrating in the air and shook her head, "You're not so confident in what you're doing, are you?" she murmured, stepping out beside Roxy, "you were all talk in that tavern and you're really just as scared as a newbie... something tells me you get a lot of people bailing on you, don't you?" Ratte smirked and set her dark eyes on the woman. She bit her lip in the corner and watched Roxy intently. The woman had a past - a sensitive one at that - and it was clear from the lines on her face and the serious set of her eyes, but she looked like a deer caught in the headlights and Ratte's stomach flipped just a little; her soft spot for beautiful women playing her like a fool.

"Look..." she said, letting out a sigh and keeping her voice low. Every instinct was warning her against sharing her plan, but she pushed through them and showed Roxy the lock in her hand. "I know this game inside and out - I've been stealing from locked cabinets since before I could walk. I came in to scout the place in case it all went wrong and we needed a plan B. I'm going to switch the locks. That way if they manage to get the loot in before we take it, we have the key for the lock they use. I'm not trying to hijack the mission or make anything go wrong, trust me - I just don't believe in one straight plan." She looked across to the window and raised an eyebrow, hearing the viscious clanging of swords. She looked back to Roxy, "Shall we go join the dance?" @KatherinWinter

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The commander's yell got caught in his throat as his horse fell beneath him. He fell to the ground and felt the wind leave his lungs. He gulped down air and quickly rolled, sword still in hand, and swung it up in the large man's direction. @King Tai He could only glance around at the situation around him. Two of the security guards were down and none of them were on horses anymore. Behind him he could hear the scrapings of armour and metal swords as more guards from the rear arrived and began fighting what looked like a child. @Raptra The child himself was dodging their attacks almost as quickly as they could be delivered and he saw his partner's horse now being taken up by the man in white. @Sleeth

He gritted his teeth and scrambled to his feet, bringing his focus back to the man that had made his own horse lame. He gripped his sword and swung it up in a long arc across the front of the man, hoping to parry his attack if not slice open his chest. He let out a loud cry and the carriage door swung open. Several more men stepped out of the main carriage and drew up their arms, charging for the thieves gathered at the front of their caravan.