16.Sep.13, 10:17 AM
Trelanvor crept across the floor, hugging the outer wall. In his mind he was as stealthy as a jungle cat slipping ever closer to its unsuspecting prey. If he actually had been a jungle cat he probably wold have noticed someone else enter the hall shortly after him. He was too wrapped up in his own imagination to give a though not only to who might already be in the hall, but who might come in as well. He slipped around the corner and down a hallway. One of those pesky rooms had been down this way.
He paused, one foot hovering above the floor. He thought he'd heard something, a soft shuffle. When the sound didn't repeat he shrugged it off. Just the wind in the trees or maybe a tunnel snake slithering by on the hunt. A few more silent steps and he was in front of the door he was after. He tried the handle, gently turning it, but it stopped. Locked of course. He grinning happily. Locked doors were much more fun than unlocked ones.
He slipped a hand into his pocket, pulling out what may have been nails or some other discarded metal bits. He crouched down, carefully working his "tools" into the lock. Trelanvor wasn't actually very good at picking locks, but persistence and luck often made up for his lack of ability in the area. Eventually he'd get the door open or get caught by one of the healer. He just hoped whatever was behind the door was worth all his effort.
He paused, one foot hovering above the floor. He thought he'd heard something, a soft shuffle. When the sound didn't repeat he shrugged it off. Just the wind in the trees or maybe a tunnel snake slithering by on the hunt. A few more silent steps and he was in front of the door he was after. He tried the handle, gently turning it, but it stopped. Locked of course. He grinning happily. Locked doors were much more fun than unlocked ones.
He slipped a hand into his pocket, pulling out what may have been nails or some other discarded metal bits. He crouched down, carefully working his "tools" into the lock. Trelanvor wasn't actually very good at picking locks, but persistence and luck often made up for his lack of ability in the area. Eventually he'd get the door open or get caught by one of the healer. He just hoped whatever was behind the door was worth all his effort.