Very Sneaky My Team Is

Kaspar is halfway to his feet when he spots the corner of the mithril shirt under the bed. He almost passes it up in his hurry, not realizing at first what he has spotted. But as he grasps the shirts and holds it up in the dim light, Castille turns with the same amazement that is clearly displayed on Kaspar's face.

Kaspar mutters, "It's beautiful."

He then puts the shirt on underneath his clothing and catches up with Castille outside.

Moving forward to the dimly lit staircase...

Kaspar nets a 20 on his listen, and natural 20+9=29 on his move silently check. Castille: a 15 and (wholly crap) natural 20+2=22 respectively. I promise those were honest rolls.

Kaspar leads the way, with Castille behind. Castille has already cocked his crossbow with a regular bolt. Kaspar has brought his bastard sword up in a readied position. The thief will peer around the corner to size up the scene. When the inevitable guard appears, Kaspar will use his advantage to launch a sneak attack.