Jewels
Wisp grabbed some loose tiles and made his way back to the unlatched window. It would be dangerous, but he had not come this far to be denied. Besides, the thought of besting Bren Bulta added motivation.
tiles on roof
Clinging to the stone like a spider, Wisp searched the darkened room with eyes trained for the night. If Somar was in charge one trap was all he could expect, but Takar would be more thorough. He would plant guards in both rooms and the corridor upstairs. As Wisp watched two shadows moved. So, it is Takar. He crept closer, pressing his ear to a spot where the sap they used for sealant had broken free from the stone.
"I don't know why we're stuck in here," one guard said. "He won't come in this way."
"Better than being where he will," said the other. "Can't tell wh
