[center][h1][color=OrangeRed]IRONWOLF[/color][/h1][/center]

The climb was much easier than he thought it would be, and he really didnt need the climbing claws, but they were handy as a weapon when your not able to swing an axe hanging on the side of a wall.
Slowly, Ironwolf scaled the wall and peaked over the edge.
Two guards were complaining to each other about the festivities taking place.
The young viking waited for the guards to turn their backs, and continue patrolling before he tumbled up and over the wall.
He quickly climbed part way down on the other side before dropping to the ground.
Ironwolf hid among the bushes and moved within the shadows, hunkering down as he stealthed across to an adjacent building.
He could hear the music and laughter lingering thru the air, from which building, he was not sure yet.
As he started to sneak away, he paused at the sound of a door being shut.
The viking peered around the corner and saw what looked to be a young clergyman coming out of, what Ironwolf imagined,  was their local church or temple.
Waiting paitiently for the young man to lock up and leave, Ironwolf stayed within the shadows as he approached the building.
Glancing around to make sure the coast was clear, Ironwolf put all his weight into shoving the door open with his brute strength.
The door gave way, but also there was a loud *Crack* from the lock being broke.
Ironwolf's head darted this way and that way, making sure no one heard the sound, before entering the room.
The viking found a sack of apples and dumped them on the floor, he then went around the room collecting what would fetch a good price.
The room wasnt lit, but there was some light shining in from the moon, but not enough for Ironwolf to see perfect as he stumbled into a table knocking over some cups and plates, *clang*.
"Shit!"
He stopped and froze for a few seconds, and when he heard no alarm or guards approaching, he went back to looting.