"Alright, let's move," Red Wine started moving. "Myrrh, you hold the front, I'll guard the rear. Whatever you are, if you're leading us into a trap you're dead. With that in mind move." He pointed to the stairway. Fifty-one gulped, but nodded and started moving up the stairs Myrrh walking next to the changeling drone, Dusk and Escutcheon following right behind her. Atlas followed right behind his two wards, Red Wine followed right on his tail. They made their way to the top of the stairs without incident.
Fifty-one's horn started glowing. and the path opened up for them. She looked at the clock on the wall. "Oh no," she said quietly enough for everyone behind Myrrh to not hear.
"What?" Myrrh asked just as quietly. Fifty-one looked back at the group.
"So we might have a little bit of a problem. You two were supposed to be in your room, the others were going to check up on you once every two hours, they would have already made their first check."
"Hmm, they won't assume foul play though." Escutcheon rubbed his chin. "After all if we were going to run we would have taken Turkeylegs with us, and we'd have no reason to not take the others with us. "So all we have to do is have a good reason to have been missing."
"I can think of a reason or two, and it would be helpful to get the impostors out of the way early. Or at least get a head start on them." Dusk smiled. "Escutcheon do you think that you could take them?"
"With the element of surprise, yeah I could certainly take them, but to make sure that I get them all, I'm going to need the you to get Turkeylegs out of the room, I'm going to use a sleep spell that should put them under. Then it's up to you to find a way out."
"That won't be a problem." Myrrh looked over her shoulder to Red Wine. "How far do you think you could teleport us?"
"Not far, we'll get out the old fashioned way. Bug, I assume Pick Ax has several back passages leading out to the city correct?" Fifty-one nodded. "Good, we'll take that way out and then keep moving going through the gate and making our way out back toward the capital."
"I really hope this goes well." Fifty-one sighed. leading the group slowly back to Escutcheon and Dusk's room. As they rounded a corner she paused and opened another door. "We can wait here," She walked into an empty guest room.
"Right, good luck Escutcheon." Myrrh walked in past Fifty-one
"I've got my eye on you bug, even a hint that you're about to back stab us and I'm going to put you down." Red glared at her walking into the room horn glowing. Fifty-one's face somehow paled.
"I'd wish you luck Escutcheon, but I've worked with you long enough at the university to know that you don't need it." Atlas patted Escutcheon and Dusk on the head before heading into the room. The door shut behind him.
"Right how do we do this?"
"We go in if there is no one in our room we get Turkeylegs and get back to the others. If there are, get Turkeylegs out under the pretext of a walk, and I'll cast a sleep. I'll be out for about ten hours but so will they." The two of them turned the corner and opened the door to their room. Inside were Myrrh, Red Wine, Atlas, and Turkeylegs.
"Where were you two," Red Wine looked between the two of them.
"We went on a small walk," Escutcheon answered.
"I wanted to go on a longer one, but Escutcheon needs his. So I'll just take Turkeylegs." Dusk shrugged.
"What did we tell you about this city." Red Wine glared at the two of them. "It's not safe normally let alone to be out and about at this hour."
"It's fine we were with each other, and besides I'll have Turkeylegs with me. What could possibly show up that Turkeylegs couldn't handle? If it makes you feel any better I'll stay in the mayor's manor." Dusk rolled her eyes and coaxed Turkeylegs up. "Is that okay?"
"I'll tag along make sure your safe." Myrrh stood up from laying down on the bed.
"Sure, come on." Dusk fought the urge to shoot Escutcheon a nervous glance, not wanting to set things off, or risk giving them away.
"Before you go can I ask you something Myrrh?" Escutcheon asked as Dusk walked out of the room.
"Of course what is it?"
"Now." His horn lit up, and Dusk shut the door as the spell went off. Escutcheon stayed conscious just long enough to see the changeling hit the floor their disguises falling as they blacked out. His world faded quickly into blackness as he saw the door opening back up.