Ashevelen grunted in annoyance. Maybe these companions she found herself with weren't the opportunistic type she always believed people to be. A problem or an opportunity for the future. 

"[color=gold]Very well. We'll save them but I'm expecting a reward from them. [/color]" said Ashe dejected. 

"[color=gold]Trust me. Manzur is dead or long gone. It ain't hard for one to escape here on his own if there's a big enough of a distraction like you guys caused while fighting off the guards. This place surely has multiple exists, not just the one we went through. Any smuggling or slaving operation has one. [/color]" continued Ashe at the mention of Manzur.

But before she could say something else, Cicero took the lead and went inside a room. Screaming like an idiot. Realizing that his ruse won't work based on the faces of the guards, Ashevelen, who wasn't in the room yet, went into the shadows. Trying to flank if not go around the guards completely as they stared at Cicero.

[hider=Stealth Roll]
1d20+3 = 15 + 3 = 18 = Success
[/hider]