It was fairly easy to get the majority of the smoke bombs into place, hidden at the base of buildings, in the ground, and then carefully covered with refuse to keep them from being found. The orbs were a problem, as without those, their sight would be severely limited, and he could use the roofs to get close enough to the tree to sneak inside without ever getting in the plaza proper outside the vault. It was sheer genius that reminded him that he had the crossbow, and a small, oil soaked rag that was also on fire wouldn't alter the trajectory too much.<br/><br/>He spent the day before the day before midwinter resting up, and making sure he had everything ready. The charges were set up and in place, the incendiaries were against the walls of the more opulent and protected buildings, or rather, against their protective outer walls, and he had enough oil soaked rags to cause much unhappiness. It went against the grain, causing as much damage as the loss of the lights would, but it wasn't his problem. He had a mission, and would see it through.<br/><br/>The day before, he got into place as near to the plaza with the Vault as he could, and rested on the roof of a building that did not seem to be currently occupied, and spent the day checking ranges and making sure he could hit the orbs. He had two and a half as many rags as orbs, so if he missed, it wouldn't be that big of a problem. Maybe a couple incidental fires would encourage cooperation between the drow to save their city.<br/><br/>The day of Midwinter, with the Winter Court power at its highest, he sent a thought to the Summer Queen. I am ready and in position ma'am.<em>Am I free to commence the operation? And is the Winter Court massing to repel my attempt on their main vault? No fae here that I can sense without putting enough power behind it to expose myself.</em>