Kayden nodded, listening to the others. He took in all of their opinions. His mind was particularly swift for one so young, and even the times he appeared as if he wasn't paying attention, he was filing the words in the back of his mind. When Nuva asked his question, he shook his head. "None that we know of," he replied. "Now, I say we could all profit from some sleep." He met their gazes. "Tomorrow, I'm going around to find any kind of weapons of any kind that we can use. Whoever wants to go with me is free to. We've a few days before this Strater is supposed to try for the book, so there's a bit of breathing room. Morek?" 

The Dwarf raised an eyebrow. Kayden continued. "Go and keep watch around Pembrook's estate. Tell them who you are and that you're from the Guild. They should let you in. Keep that vault secured." 
"As long as they serve me food and drink, I'll sit there until the world ends," Morek replied. 
"Secret, look for gaps in memory like our new friend here suggested."
Both Kayden and Secret seemed to think that Lis's suggestion of strange gaps in memory would be something key to find, and the Elven rogue agreed. "Not bad thinking," Secret admitted.

[hr] 
The next day, it was 9 O'clock in the morning. The Guild had been locked tight, and everyone had a fine night's sleep. Kayden had just washed his hair from the water and lye in his privvy, and made his way downstairs with a more plain outfit on. Merely brown trousers with a black shirt, and of course, his indigo wrappings and bracers on his forearms. He passed by the foyer of the Guild, giving Virgil a greeting as the older gent, now fully outfitted in armor, made his way to the back of the hall, and outside to the fenced in area. Back there, Hobnob's experiments mingled with the very modest stables the Guild had. The elder Knight made his way over to his Charger, but decided to smoke his pipe a bit before taking his trip back to Hillcrest. Secret was long gone on her hunt for information, though she left a note on the door she would be back to grab a bite at noon. 

Kayden grabbed a quick bite of ham himself, and then grabbed himself an apple or two before making his way to the front of the Guildhall and opening the door. The sun spilled in, feeling warm and refreshing on his skin, and he waited for whoever decided they wanted to join him. One of the serving women posted a note on the bounty board as well, for those who cared to look. Could be a freelance job for quick money. Or perhaps, a mercenary would have their own agenda to look for in the wide city of Starkvale?  
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