Mary
*When one decides to head for the big leagues, they must do it right. You must leave fate out of the equation and assure there is absolutely no possibility for events to go awry.*
 Xa'el scratched at the back of his head and looked around the inside of the dilapidated church that sat on the outskirts of Aisimir. The sun was starting to disappear over the western horizon and still... *Nobody* Had showed. The blue haired half-elf whistled a somber dark melody as he stood and began to pace. You would think "Experienced criminals" To be able to show up on time in the very least.. Although he had arrived rather early just in case. Xa'el sat back down on one of the bench Pugh things. His knapsack made a variety of noises with the clanking of his *Tea-pot* And ruffling of papers of the blueprints and notes he had collected. Propping his feet up on the bench in front of him, he brought out a cigar like thing and lit it.
Margo
Sinclair would take his time getting there as he usually walked everywhere, since he didnt have a horse or another sort of transportation, so he simply got there when he got there. He went around the back of the church and entered silently like a ghost until leaning against a wall and pulling out his own pipe to start smoking. His faded rugged green cloak would cover his whole body and most of his face and would keep it on until it was time to take it off. He cleaned his throat as he approached. "Hello." He said in a very low voice and sighed slightly. "Is this the whole crew or is there more? "He asked. Maybe he knew more information.
Michael
Jesper had found himself pretty lost. Okay, *Very* Lost. But he wasn't bothered, after all, he was sure he'd find civilization again soon and then he could continue his wandering on *Actual* Paths. The faun did a little dance and shimmy as he jumped over branches much taller than himself. Suddenly he spotted stones, laid stones. Ecstatic to finally find some sort of path again he started his way on it, hooves clacking loudly on the stones as he made his way towards the church.
Louise
Smoke coalesced around the seated man, he was a good distance away from the other and neither could get a good look at each other. Although this was an oddly specific time and place to meet.. So specific in fact nobody should be able to intrude.
"There should be two others showing, but once we have another we'll begin." 
He heard the clopping of hooves on cobblestone and assumed that must be their next *Accomplice*.
"If this all goes well.. What would you do with your share?" He asked Tobias.
Margo
He would puff a little bit more until putting the pipe back into his cloak and looking around the ruins of the church before hearing those hooves hit the floor. It made him interested in what this crew would be made of. "It looks like we might have some company sooner than we think." As he rested his arm on his sword handle and moved closer towards Xa'el only slightly. "What will I do with the money... Probably spent it on some 'company' or maybe a place to sleep." He was truthfully in his answer and smirked. "What about you?"
Michael
The faun was not elegant whatsoever as he stepped into the church. Making quite the ruckus as the clopping followed him in. He glanced from the cloaked person to the other, pausing for a split moment as something in the back of his mind told him that he really shouldn't be here. He ignored it, of course. Jesper made his way over, before flopping down onto the floor. "Money?" He asked, despite his hearing not being the best, he could hear that, and immediately perked up.
Margo
Sinclair didn't know what to expect from this crew as he looked at the goat and then back to Xa'el, he would roll his eyes at him while protected by his cloak. That's not a fox, what was that, as he thought to himself and followed him to this room before leaning against the wall, but still enough to see the table. "How much is the pay out? You never really mention that." He mentioned it as he wanted to know the price before anything else happened.
Mary
"Ah.. So you must be the fox. You look more like a goat though." 
 *The man shrugged his pack off his shoulder into his hands after 
Standing up. He walked to a side of the room with a table and set down the pack. Smoke still curling upwards from his mouth. He waved the others over and finally responded to the one concealed in his cloak.*
"After this payout. I'll be on the the next. I haven't quite enough to set out for my ambitions yet."
Michael
"I'm a faun." He pouted a bit. He wasn't a goat *Or* A fox! Thank you very much. He scooted a bit closer, tail twitching as he looked back and forth from these two. Wondering what shady business they were conducting. He kept turning his head so he could see whoever was talking, the giant blind spot on his right was quite the annoyance when people talked and he couldn't see them. "So what're you two doing?" He asked, deciding to be straight-forward.
Margo
His eyes widened when he discovered that he was a faun and then gave a soft chuckle as he still leaned on the wall and called his crow to him. It gracefully flew into the church before landing on his shoulder... "Well you should know why you were here." He said bluntly to the faun before pushing off the way and placing his hands on the table. "I wouldn't say anything until we can confirm that this is the right person." He said to Xa'el in a soft whisper.
Mary
The man who was made of smoke's eyebrow quirked up before he threw back his head and let out a bellow of genuine laughter.His face lost its glee and he focused his eyes on the faun.
"By the divine! If you aren't the unluckiest goat to ever traverse these paths.. We just so happen to need a third.. Plus you've heard to much. I'll have to ask my friend to put an arrow in you if you leave now.." 
Xa'el grinned and came about the table to put an arm around Jasper's shoulders.
Michael
The faun squinted as Sinclair whispered to Xa'el, ears twitching as he glanced between them again. After seeing Xa'el's reaction Jesper hummed a bit, grabbing a rock nearby and tossing between his hands. "Unlucky? You don't know the beginning of it!" Jesper laughed at his own joke. "Arrows would be the least of my troubles, to be fair." Jesper closed his eyes and nodded his head thoughtfully. "Well, if you need a third I see no reason why I can't help!" Jesper grinned back at Xa'el.
Margo
He would sigh slightly and just go along with it. They did need a third, but this was strange to him. "So what's the take then?" He asked again and leaned against the table slightly and gave his crow some head pats and waited for his answer. His cloak hood was still up and he wasn't sure if or when he was going to show his face.
Mary
With a devilish look, the man Xa'el would set his pack down on the table and produce a sheet of misbegotten parchment before it unrolled along its surface into a map. 
"Our target is a secret vault belonging to a greedy fat dwarf, about a days journey from here through the woods and into the mountain range."

He pointed to a spot on the outskirts of Aisimir where the mountains began, an X was there on the map. 

"We'll have to find the entrance first, and *Handle* Any guards or traps set. I'm not worried about the getaway.. Just getting out with the gold and our wretched lives."
Michael
Jesper watched the map unfurl, excitedly moving to look over it, ears flicking back as he watched Xa'el trace over the parchment. Jesper hummed a bit, nodding his head. "I can easily deal with guards!" He grinned a bit too wide. "Unless we need to be quiet, then I can't" He immediately pouted. He wasn't used to the quiet style of things.
Margo
He looked at the map and took a mental note of everything he could before looking back towards them. "Secret vault and dwarves, this should be quite the journey." He mentioned, before looking at the faun. "Dont worry about stealth, I can do that but, this is up to you." He said pointing to Xa'el. It was his plan after all, although it might be easier for stealth and lockpicking.
Louise
With a nod, Xa'el pulled a bottle out from his pack and re-lit his cigar like thing. 
"We can take this casually until we're close to the mountain.. From then on we can't leave any witnesses. We may need your lockpicking skills once inside that lustful dwarf's treasure room but based on the info I collected the entrance shall be no ordinary door.. That's where i come in." 
 He grinned and somehow the cork in the bottle in his hand popped off. 
"Let us make proper introductions over this here alcohol and sing of tomorrow where we shall end the day with much heavier coin purses than yesterday!"