Ceres chuckled, her wingtips fluttering slightly. "Did I not already mention that I did not have it upon my person? I'll retrieve it while you two argue about the distribution of various pieces of lucre."<br/><br/>Standing up and stretching, she sheathed her knife after cleaning it. "I'll see you two outside." She then padded away from the meal hall, almost melding into the shadows as she walked back into the bowels of the keep.<br/><br/>Within moments, she picked up the small bag holding the artifact, then, opening the bag, she shook the cloth-wrapped icon into her hand, replacing it with a dozen metal spoons, wrapped to maintain the same weight and shape as the relic. Tucking the real relic under her belt, and cinching the belt tight so it wouldn't slip loose, or betray its presence via sight or sound, Ceres looped the cord holding the bag shut about her wrist, and, walking to the nearest south-facing window, she opened it to the outside, and slipped out, climbing down the wall to stand on the catwalk surrounding the interior of the fort, less then ten feet from where she had arrived.