There was a tapping sound coming from one of the tunnels, Metal on Stone. Its pace was slow, but certainly moving closer. Father Jones called out " Blehh i never get used to the stink in these tunnels" He was feeling really grumpy today as his back was giving him pain. "Where's the good doctor, My back is going my bloody head in again," he stepped into the large room that hosted the guild hall and edged close and closer to the Table were his two fellow thieves sat. "But a friend and pull a chair out for this old cripple" He chuckled 
After Robb Pulled a chair for him to sit on he slumped down and groaned in pain "A thief that can't move fast nor be silent, Haha i nether thought the day would come where that would be me, Now where is that Nutty professor!". 
Pulling From his robe and placing a pile of notes and a flask of wine "This fell into my pocket on the way over here" he Uncorked it and took a swig "Ahh Vintage 19 vin rouge,no finer Red wine"