As the door closed behind the half-elf twins and Shay's invisibility spell wore off, the thief was left with one question: what now? She found Yewbough as she had expected to find him, tied up. Though in the manner in which he was tied up was more than little surprising. Under any other circumstances, Shay was sure the bard would have loved to have a pair of half-elves see to him, but she wasn't too keen on letting them have their way with him. And she was hoping it was 'they' because she needed every advantage she could get. If her assessment was correct, and the half-elves were guards, they were hired for the purpose of armed security--which meant they were likely better fighters than her, not that it would take much. With a blackjack at her side, Shay didn't have a lot of options in a straight-up fight.<br/><br/>Shay would approach the door and listen, peering through the keyhole to see how the scene was unfolding. Her best chance was to wait for the sisters, or at least one of them, to disarm themselves before making her move. Keeping in mind Huninghorn's fondness of traps, Shay would lightly test the door handle to see if it had been locked. Those of elf blood wouldn't succumb to Shay's normal means of avoiding an encounter like this:<em>Sleep</em>worked on so many other races, but elves were a particular thorn. She could have just waited for the twins to leave and slip inside...but that left them to their patrols, and Shay would rather nip them here. For now, the thief would observe as best she could. If the opportunity presented itself, she would slip into the room while one or both twins were in the middle of enjoying themselves and cast a spell she had only been able to cast the component effects of until then:<em>Glitterdust</em>.