"Well, I don't have enough "loyal folks" to set up a trap; well, barring what loyalty I've bought from the Drow. And while I wouldn't necessarily count her among my friends, she's a firm believer in contracts and bargains, so I think we can at least count on her to follow through on her promises so far."<br/><br/>The halfling sighs and starts to re-don her gear, binding her armor in place and wrapping the belt with her kukri back around her waist. And when the buckle clicks, it's like all hints of the playful, coy woman who had shared your bed have melted away, leaving the captain of the guards back in her place.<br/><br/>"Alright, then. Let's go."<br/><br/><hr/><br/>It's certainly not a short walk from the church to the noble's manor... especially since Sharille seems intent on avoiding the main roads as best she can. After all, the two of you<em>are</em>staging a coup, for all intents and purposes. But an hour of winding and back-tracking later, you reach an alley that gives you a great view of the servant's quarter of the manor.<br/><br/>"Alright, Elf..." Sharille crouches down and peers anxiously around the area, attempting to locate any and all potential threats.* After a few moments, she turns her attention back to you... and her eyes glint with adrenaline and unspoken mischief. "I see two guards at the gate... now, we can try to sneak in, or one of us could create some sort of... distraction. And I might have a good idea for that..."<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button"> OOC</div><div class="spoiler_body"> *You can make a perception check if you like to double check Sharille's spotting, if you so desire. </div></div>