The two made their way to the designated house, not far from the nobles' district. Knocking upon the door, Rhianna saw a pair of beady eyes staring at from a slit in the door. They dissapeared soon after, but the door opened up for the pair.<br/><br/>The person at the door was a freckled boy, no more than a teenager, and seemed very ill-at-ease. "Uh, big brother." The boy said uneasily, "Here they are."<br/><br/>The rogue from earlier hopped into the room, half his weight supported on a crutch. "Uh... We might just have a problem." He said with an uneasy frown, looking at Rhianna and Alvon. The wizard arched an eyebrow, turning to Rhianna for some clue as to what was going on.<br/><br/>"I kind of... uh... sprained my ankle. Seems like I'm a little more famous than I would like." He said with a sly and somewhat sarcastic grin.<br/><br/>"We can't put this off for another day, our guy-" He said, pointing to a closet, "has already been missing for a whole day, and I'm not so sure who we could get on such short-notice with the curfew being so close."<br/><br/>The rogue scratched his chin in thought... his eyebrows flattened, and he turned to Rhianna, "Say..."