Kate was growing anxious. She looked behind her towards the alley that lead to a larger street, likely the direction people would be coming from to pick up the cauldron and dishes. Her gestures grew more furious; hands flailed about wildly.<br/><br/>"Hmm... why not just go? I don't quite know what this thieving means, but she seems to be alright with it. Maybe it is a thing in this city like the girl says," Calden commented in a calm and hushed tone that emanated form Astrid's shoulder. He had not seen everything that clearly, but the auras he saw through clothes and conversation between the thief and witch had been enough to give the boy a general idea of what was going on. Calden didn't seem all that worried. Something about being with people, being in a village, made this all seem safe as if nothing could go wrong. After all the only "bad" people in the life of these kids had been some other children teasing Astrid for her lack of proper magic and maybe that witch in the woods? That last one Calden was beginning to think may have actually been a good person in the very end, as she had left them those strange glyph to copy from the tree bark. "It's not like you two are taking all of the soup, right? I mean the cauldor has got to be pretty big, or is it small? Just two girls taking two plates out of something meant for many workmen... they probably won't even notice it."<br/><br/>Before Astrid could climb down however, everyone in that shadowed alley could hear noises. Voices echoed from the corridor between buildings opening to main street, deep rumbling voices chuckling to some jest. Kate dropped her eyes off of Astrid and frantically looked around, her eyes searched for a hiding place. There was some barrel at the corner, but if she went there the men would see her once they came to the cauldron! She looked towards the wall that led to Astrid, climbing was too hard as well. She would not be fast enough. The voices were closer, only a corner away... Kate had to decide on the spot.<br/><br/>The girl quickly crawled under the little wooden rack under the huge cauldron that was meant to make it easier to carry. She went out of sight just in time as two large and muscular old men came from around the corner. Both had brown leathery aprons, working gloves and leather pants all with black stains and scrapes they had no doubt gained from work in the foundry. One was bald and the other sported a full brown beard to go with his short hair. His words could be heard now, "Hohoho! Does me nose smell pepper? And is that... garlic?  Yumm They've really outdone themselves this time. Let's take the cauldron. Henrich and Matt will bring the rest." With relative ease the two mean lifted the large black metal cauldron along with the carrying rack under which Kate had gone hiding and began carrying it out of the alley, into the shadowy corridor.