"Master's manse appears modest from the outside, for it was built down into the earth.  To all, it appears to be but a modest urban dwelling around the customary two courtyards...better to hide in plain sight, yes?  When one does not wish to be taken for a great sage of considerable power.  Or so I was told lay his thoughts on the matter."<br/><br/>Unusually modest, considering the neighborhood, but consistent with the older style favored by many upper class scholars.  And another indication that the alchemist had intended at most a lone apprentice, or there would be a third courtyard for students.<br/><br/>"Thus and so, we may simply enter the public courtyard.  The intruder..."  Sabiha pauses, trembles a little.  "So arrogant!  He entered, then closed the main gate as though he were but an expected visitor!  I do not expect his fate will become known for another day or two, and even then only when those with appointments arrive to see why no messages have been returned."  Another little shudder.  "I do not care to be found there, lest I be accused of the crime!  I know how the hoofed ones see me and mine."<br/><br/>She runs hands along her own narrow shoulders and arms, as if brushing soot from her fur.<br/><br/>"Come.  I will show the way.  Best be done quickly."<br/><br/>With that, she makes her way back down the outside of the building, not as nimbly as any Mongoose, but far better than most city-dwellers who are not also roof-running scoundrels.<br/>