She frowned, pausing for a moment, then nodded, edging away from the faint scraping she had heard, knife held tightly in her right hand as she watched the activities in the courtyard for several moments, then, when she felt the time was right, she looked over the edge of the parapet, then smiled, reaching down to pat the head of her self-proclaimed opponent. "Shhh. Something's going on, so stay low unless you want us both in a fight."<br/><br/>In the Courtyard, several men, each armed with a longbow, moved towards the walls, climbing up pre-positioned ladders to take up places along the crenelations that dotted the stone walls like awkwardly-placed teeth. Not waiting for the chance of being spotted, she moved along the edge of the wall, trying to get towards the overhanging roof of the keep, which filled half of the interior of the fortress right out to the back half of the fortress' walls.<br/><br/>This time, however, luck was not on her side, as an archer, on patrol along the wall, happened to look up just in time to see her, as well as her be-taloned compatriot of convenience, and shouted loudly, raising the alarm, even as she flung her knife at the man, not caring if blade or pommel struck so long as he fell silent.