It's a fantasy role-playing game.

DM: You are Vax Vax'ildan, a half-elf rogue . You are the member of the famous group of adventurers. Previously, A frustrated Tiberius yells at them, intimidating them until they step back. Tiberius apologizes and gets off with a warning and a threat.
DM: You make your way through the alleyways, eventually back towards the building proper. What would you like to do?
Player: Just going to watch, that's all. Do I see any security details? See who's guarding the place.
DM: There are Carvers doing rounds around the city. On the streets wandering through in pairs, keeping watch. You don't see any particular guard outside, but you do see individuals moving past windows. There's a little bit of light from the inside of the buildings.
Player: No Carvers or any sort of guard detail outside the house? Anything like that?
DM: Not between the gates. The yard area and to the front door.
Player: Okay. Heavily heavily guarded by the looks of what's inside and what's outside the gate?
DM: What's outside the gate? You're hard pressed to find a moment where the street isn't visible to some Carver. This area is pretty well guarded. You figure largely because the person who is currently the Ironkeeper of the entire city of Kraghammer lives within that building as well as one of the more powerful dwarven families, so it's pretty well watched.
Player: Okay, I'm going to head back to the inn, then. I'm not going to poke the bear.
DM: You all eventually gather back at the tavern.
