She turned a corner and began to climb up the wall of the warehouse. There were enough windows and loose bricks to act as footholds. Robin grabbed onto the ledge above, tried pulling herself up, and found that she lacked the upper arm strength. Her foot found a hold, and then her other foot found a higher one. Her right hand shot up without a thought and reached for the slot of a missing brick above the window. She heard heavy footsteps from the back of the warehouse. When she looked down to see how far she had gotten, she froze in fear.
Robin took a few shallow breaths. "Uh...can you repeat that?"
"Well, that didn't happen in quite the manner I expected," a voice said. Robin looked up to the top of a shorter building next to the warehouse. A man was lying on the roof, looking over the edge with his head in his hands. When Robin looked up, he waved. Not knowing what else to do, Robin waved back. "Busy day, then?" the man asked.
"Greetings," the alfar said, holding out a gloved hand. "My name is Gwyntmarwolaeth." Robin noticed a dagger sticking out of the sleeve on the arm he had held out to her. She stared at it until he lowered his hand. "Everyone just refers to me as Gwynt, though," he added, without losing a hint of cheerfulness.
"Did you have something to do with him?" Robin said, pointing towards the pile of half-orc.
Gwynt nodded. "I was testing out a new sedative of mine. I found a lovely little pot of water and thought, no better test subject than homeless dumpster-dweller whom nobody would miss, ha ha!"
"Say!" Gwynt clapped and pointed at Robin as if he had just noticed her. He then looked back and forth between her and the dead half-orc. "Does this mean you can't work with him anymore?"
"Well, I wasn't working with him, but I do find myself without employment at the moment."
"You want...me? To be a professional thief?" she said.
Gwynt shrugged. "Well, it's not up to me, but I can introduce you and offer up my recommendation. And you won't start with a leadership position, of course, since Anzo is...well, you'll meet him, and the rest." He smiled. "But, yes! We're sorely lacking a good thief at the moment."