Kanjo, silent as a cat, slinks along the rooftop in attempts of getting closer to hear what is going on. Just a few more inches ... and that's when his foot catches a loose shingle. The piece of roofing slides loose under his foot, threatening to clatter to the ground. But more importantly, threatens to send the rogue a crashing to the ground. The gnome and Chatrilon don't seem to notice; still separating and Chatrilon continues off into the darkness of another alley. The gnome pauses a moment, looking around to ensure he hasn't been followed.
[sblock=Kanjo]
I need a hide check.
[/sblock]
Those of you that return inside, find that the place is just as bustling as it was when you left. The bard has returned to sit with the flock of women, but isn't playing. The pretty bar-wench that was making her rounds on the floor is now posted behind the bar - replacing the sour Maridosen that once stood there.