A while after Vindle left the Fox's Den Feyd exited as well. He had the plan, the way in the backup, what he needed was the smuggler. The city is filled with people looking to make easy money, but this wasn't easy work. No he needed a professional and so Feyd spent the rest of the night going from tavern to tavern looking for someone capable of the job. Finally he arrived at an inn where he heard news of an outsider staying there. Apparently she was able to get past the gate guards and procure a room without even paying. Feyd had found his smuggler and so he asked the bartender where the traveler was, "Most likely in her room, damn caldari thief arrived with cuts and bruises all over herself. Probably got the energy sapped out of her doing who knows what. If you ask me she's probably part of a bandit group whose raid turned south" the bartender would have kept rambling on if Feyd hadn't walked away towards the stairs where the rooms where. He kicked open the doors to every room until he found the one. She was still asleep and her bruises seemed to have healed somewhat. He sat in the chair that was beside the bed and moved his hand towards her. Before he could the woman quickly grabbed her dagger push him against the wall and held the blade to his throat, all in one swift and fluid motion. "The hell do you want half elf!", she demanded to know. Feyd's face remained emotionless as he began to explain his reason for being here, "I got a job, a big job. One that for you could mean being set for life. I'm in need of a smuggler and was told your my best option. So is it true?" Varri took a moment before lowering her dagger and sitting down on the bed, "I may be interested, what's the job?" 

"I'll be here to pick you up tomorrow night, from here I'll take you to the meeting where the rest of the team will gather to put the final touches on the plan before executing it. If it all goes well you could walk away with a fortune", Feyd exited the room and headed downstairs but Varri followed right on his heels.

"Woah woah hold on a second. You barge into my room, propose a job to me, then leave without even buying me a drink? What kind of business man are you?!", she exclaime nd as she grabbed his arm. Feyd sighed before buying two drinks and bringing it to their table. He rested the tankards down and before he could sit down Varri grabbed both and began to chug the two down one after the other. "....I guess I won't be drinking tonight then", Feyd mumbled Varri put the tankards back on the table and rested her hands behind her head as she sat back in her chair, "So half elf-" 

"It's Feyd", he cut her off.

"...so Feyd, mind telling me the details of the plan?" I'd like to know more about my job than just the pay. It helps to know what I'll be doing", Varri continued with a certain carefree tone in her voice.

"Its simple, me and a friend will be brought in as "prisoners" to the castle. Once in the dungeon you will smuggle our gear into the dungeon and break us out of our cells. From there your job is done...well half done, after we get what we came for we'll need you to have an escape route ready for us" 

Varri rolled her eyes before answering, "And you want this all done by tomorrow night, I'll need to get a layout of the castle, I don't suppose you have one."

Feyd looked down as he hide his embarrassment, "No but I know a guy who should you'll meet him tomorrow"

"So since I can't do anything till tomorrow I'm free for the night? Great, it's been nice meeting you Feyd but now it's time for you to go. I have busy stuff to do like drink, sleep, and repeat", the caldari girl pushed Feyd out the tavern door and slammed it behind him. "Well I guess there isn't much to do besides wait for tomorrow then", he grumbled as he started walking towards his home. Upon arrival he dropped onto the bed and not long after was asleep. Tomorrow was going to be a big day.