"Vyran give me a boost, I'm going in," Twig ordered.
Vyran strolled over calmly, as he looked towards the window. He was Worried that Twig was going to attempt and take the house on his own. Vyran stepped down to one knee, and made a cup shape with his hands. " I'll help you in; however, I think it would be wisest if you find a rope or something to let us in." Vyran was a little bit dissapointed that no one really seemed to care about his plan, but he did realize his plan might be a better plan. When Twig stepped in to his hands, Vyran would try to lift Twig into the window. Vyran somewhat hoped not everyone would ask him to boost them in; otherwise, this would be a long day.

Twig nodded to Vyran as he knelt down and cupped his hands. Putting his foot in place, he reached his hands up and grabbed the ledge of the roof as Vyran lifted him.

Looking in to the window Twig cursed under his breath as he realized it was too small to crawl through, even for someone of his stature. As he looked around more, his eyes widened as he noticed a man hunched over a table. Staring at this man he noticed the jewlery and tools spread out across the table.

Twig dropped back onto the ground, then standing up he looked to his friends. "Good news and Bad news friends. Bad news is I can't fit in the window, Good news is it appears Butterfingers is home and hasn't noticed us yet. What should we do?"

Karia pondered that statement. "Maybe we should assume these traps aren't meant for us." The whole scene didn't sit right with karia. Then it donned on her "What if we were supposed to come here and what if we just became the prime suspects for a different crime." Karia had a really uneasy feeling about the whole situation, things were not adding up now why would a simple thief trap his house so well for a small group of naked adventurers.

( ooc well I hope I didn't entice you )

Desrik finally made his way back to the others after a search of the surrounding area. Now holding his make-shift flail, he strolled up just as Karia was saying, "Maybe we should assume these traps aren't meant for us." "What if we were supposed to come here and what if we just became the prime suspects for a different crime?"

"Well obviously they ain't just for us... A thief gotta watch his back.... However" Desrik paused, thinking.
"Assuming you are correct, I still say our best course of action is to get in, get our stuff, and get the hell outta this back-water, flea-infested hole of a town."