The Maliar expedition

Breaking and Entering and Breaking and Entering

From the Journal of Nathain Aldritch

While investigating a series of highway robberies near Point Bourne, the primary target of which was the merchant clan of House Mateo, our company discovered that it was in fact a lesser noble of the house, a man by the name of Darla, who was betraying his kinsmen. Our contract having been fulfilled by the eradication of Darla Mateo’s underlings, Mr. Martell had a wonderful idea to expose the betrayer to his superiors in the hopes of gaining a larger sum as well as prestige from the noble family.
Mr. Martell, henceforth to be called J-Mar, discovered that Darla Mateo maintained a ledger detailing the spoils of his robberies as well as the buyers of the stolen goods and the amount exchanged. J-Mar believed that using his certain set of skills, he would be able to infiltrate Darla’s estate in the night and retrieve said ledger, but he was wary of going alone. I, being the only other member of the company inclined to operations of subterfuge, volunteered to aid in his burgling.
After several days of long range reconnaissance, J-Mar and I were able to construct a detailed map of the estate and plot a course from a secluded first story window directly to the chambers of Darla Mateo. We observed the patrols of his guards in order to time our movements using a particularly finely crafted pocket watch, complete with a second hand. Also to our benefit were a pair of vision enhancing goggles for J-Mar to see better in the darkness, as well as a variety of crafty grenades supplied by Kell.
On the night of the burglary, J-Mar and I approached the estate through the adjacent vineyards, reaching our point of entry at two hours past midnight. Just as J-Mar was about to open the window, I noticed a slight glint of metal above and stopped him immediately, showing him the thiefcatcher blade positioned to remove his hands. Using his toolkit, J-mar drilled a minute hole through the wall, at first misjudging the location, but soon correcting, and then placed a small pin to hold the blade in place. So we entered the window.
Once inside, we made our way along the first hallway, again nearly setting off a trap of loose floorboards. I noticed the movement beneath my feet just in time to avoid a noise that certainly would have attracted guards. Nevertheless, when we reached the end of the first hallway, we heard the sound of hurried footsteps coming toward us round the corner, a guard out of formation. There were two doors opposite each other in which to hide, one of which smelled most foul. We chose the other, and to our benefit the guard did not. He entered the toilet to relieve himself most violently, only adding to the stench. After several minutes, he resumed his normal route, as did we. Upon reaching Darla’s quarters, J-Mar picked the lock why I stood guard at the corner, a canister of knockout gas ready in my hand. As J-mar entered the room, a third trap was sprung. A large weight fell from above the door, but J-Mar was able to dive and catch it with only the slightest noise. I hurriedly entered the room after him, closed the door, and released a small amount of the sleep agent from the grenade to ensure Darla remained asleep.
J-mar got to work attempting to open the safe directly underneath Darla’s bed, but after several hours and numerous attempts, was unable to open the lock. Finally, nearing sunrise, we were forced to retrace our steps and flee the estate, covering out tracks quite well.
J-Mar and I were more determined now than ever, and proposed to re-enter the estate in a few days time. Until then, we did further research. Thanks to the other members of the company, we were able to find the manufacturer of the safe, who told us much of the inner workings of his lock out of spite towards the Mateos.
When we returned to the estate, it was little trouble to make our way back to Darla’s chambers, now knowing the placement of each of his safeguards. Again J-Mar spent several hours working at the lock, but was unable to open it even given our new information. Again nearing sunrise, I refused to fail a second time. I crawled under the bed alongside J-Mar and drew a small pistol from inside my cloak. I told him if he was unable to crack the safe within a few minutes I would blast it open, consequences be damned. Fearing capture, J-mar worked more feverishly than before and was finally able to open the safe. Inside we found our target, Darla’s secret ledger, as well as a pouch of precious gems which we took and sold, and an heirloom bronze dagger which we left.
Upon returning to our company, Mr. Vasco took the ledger to the Mateo family, revealing Darla as the traitor, and receiving the sizable sum of two thousand crowns in return.



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