It all went wrong from the moment they entered the castle. It was simple enough, enter the castle under the guise a guise, loot the treasury and share the wealth. Heroes to the people. However fate did not have that in mind. The bomb was not powerful enough to get through the treasury doors, there were to m any guards and now. As he fled, he saw comrade after comrade fall either to be locked away or murdered for treason. He rounded the corner into another long stretch of hallways he did not expect to run into any one that wasn't the guard. Immediately his fingers curled around the small dagger at his disposal, pointing it at the stomach of the Auburn man. He was simply to lavishly dressed to be considered part of the guard. He pushed him into the wall which gave way to an abandoned room. He shut the door as foot steps thundered past them.