Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5583506-20190918134951/@comment-7262318-20190918204402

Elsewhere, in Mournold.

Gabriel uncloaked on the balcony of the penthouse and took a deep breath. He took his bag off of his shoulder and began rummaging through it's contents, trying to find his tools.

"Let's see... no, no... there you are," He murmured, pulling out a suction cop. He firmly stuck the item onto the glass door and took a few steps back, before keying his eye in on the glass. A laser shot out and sliced through the glass, slowly moving around in an oval, large enough for him to step through. Once he had circled around, he slowly pulled back on the suction cup and took a chunk of the glass with him.

"Really ought to invest in bettah' security, Mr. Most Influential," He grinned. He calmly set the glass down and picked up his bag, slowly stepping into the penthouse and keeping himself as quiet as possible. If his man's intel was good, Gvel would be at a meeting for next few hours, giving the Breton thief plenty of time to poke around and find his target.

"Alright..." He rubbed his hands together, taking a look around the place. "What'cha got here, Sadras..."