"My favorite weapons are th-" He cut himself off from speaking to the new girl as he heard Robb's voice. "Sorry, gotta run. There's coin to be made." He added before standing up and following Robb through the guild. As the two were leaving the guild, Jarret checked his pockets. A few froms jingled in his pouch, so he moved the coins to a tighter pocket, preventing them from making sounds. The two thieves made their way outside. Jarret flipped up his hood seconds after the sun shined in his eyes. He walked at the same pace as Robb as they moved through the streets of Estherdame, following the faint cheerful roar of the townsfolk. The voices got louder and louder as they approached the market place. They both turn the corner from a side alley to be welcome by a large but thin crowed of people. "That one looks good." Jarret whispered to Robb, inconspicuously pointing at a plump women with a beat up satchel."He looks like a worthy victim as well." He whispered again as he nodded his head towards a thin man, holding out coins to a kiosk clerk. "There's a lot of loot out here today, might make a little more then 50 from. At least I know I will." Jarret got excited,"See anybody good?"