Cheers(Open)

[Henry Renold]

Henry's eyes twinkled with mischief as Dante voices his suggestion. He wasn't sure he had ever heard of a better idea.
"I like it!" He slurred, grinning and wiping the last of the wet blood from his nose with the back of his sleeve. "Perhaps I should get a little cleaned up first though..." He frowned, and wandered over to a water butt behind a tiny house. The water looked clean enough and putting his hand on the sides of the barrel, he dunked his entire head under, shook it about a little and then jerked upwards sending a spray of water over Dante.
"Ah sorry!" He grinned again, shaking his hair out like a dog would after it had been swimming. He almost smelt as bad too.

Squeezing the last of the water out of his shaggy hair, he looked down at himself, and shrugged.
"I'll do! Now where do we start?"

[Dante Grixis]

Dante wiped the water from his face and chuckled. Where to start on this little escapade? Well they would need a way in.

"First I think we need to go back to my place and grab some things." He said and started off towards his house. He planned on grabbing several large sacks for carrying their haul and a grappling hook to climb in through one of the upper levels. He couldn't even imagine all the mystical items they would come across.

Soon enough they found themselves behind the Mages tower. He slung the hook up and it got caught ina dark third story window. Dante gave the rope a hard tug and looked at Henry. "Up you go."

[Henry Renold]

Henry followed Dante back to his home silently, excited and nervoud about what might happen when they broke into the guild. He had never been in contact with magic or anyone with magic (As far as he knew anyway!) and he had no idea what magical items might be in the tower that hosed the guild.

Dante had some mysterious and intriguing things in his house. Where exactly he had aqcuired a grappling hook, Henry didn't know, but it seemed it would come in very handy for their heist.

When they were behind the tower, Henry watched as Dante threw the hook up high with ease, getting it caught on a sill first time.
"Up you go!" He said, and Henry put both his hands on the tough rope and placed both feet firmly on the wall.
At first the walk up was scary. Henry had never really had a fear of heights, but this was something he had never had to do before. With no safety harness or soft landing, climbing up the sheer side of a tower was pretty intimidating but he soon settled into the rhythm of walking and tightening any slack he felt in the rope.

Despite not being terrified of the climb, Henry was glad when he reached the third floor and with a slide he was over the sill. The room was pitch black and he narrowed his eyes, combing the darkness for a candle.
The room looked small, although it was difficult to distinguish if there were any doors leading off to other rooms. In the corner, not far from the window was a desk littered with books and documents which were just visible in the moonlight. Nothing look like it was worth much and there was definitely no candle, so Henry moved on to a book case.

A thud caught Henry by surprise and he turned to see Dante climbing noisily through the window.
"Keep it down!" Henry whispered grinning. "You don't know who might be in here!"

[OOC:i will move this post to the thread that merlin created when he has done so ie delete it here and repost it there]

[Dante Grixis]

((I figure I could post my entry here and just move it like Henry is going to.))

Dante watched as Henry snaked silently through the window and then he began his ascent. He had climbed heights like this many times before so it was easy for him. Minutes later he was up at the window. He grabbed the sill and as he pulled himself in his sword got caught in the rope, he gasped quietly as he almost fell from the window and overcompensated his weight on the interior side of the window, sending him to the floor with a muffled thud. He shook the stars from his eyes and rose gripping his head.

"Shut up Henry." Dante replied in a whisper grinning back.

He looked around the pitch black room and from what the moonlight allowed he could see a few shelves with books and tables with instruments he couldn't quite make out. Jackpot! He and Henry would get rich from this heist.