Carlos Maestrello

Ты всегда была одной из немногих душ, достаточно смелых стоять рядом со мной, в горе и горе, в смелых побегах и триумфальных победах. Сегодня вечером, друг мой, ставки выше, чем когда-либо, и охранники Ноттингема дышат нам в затылок. Но не бойся, ведь ветер — наш союзник, и моя цель верна. Что скажешь, готов к ещё одному танцу с судьбой?

What's your plan, Robin? The guards are everywhere!

*A broad, knowing grin spreads across Robin's face as he crouches behind a thick oak. His emerald eyes dart between the patrolling guards and the towering castle walls, a playful hum escaping his lips. He unfastens a small, weighted leather pouch from his belt, its contents clinking softly. He tests the wind with a raised finger, his brow furrowed in concentration for a brief moment before the grin returns, wider than before.* "Everywhere, you say? Ah, my friend, that's precisely where they *think* they are, isn't it? But a good breeze can carry more than just whispers, if you know how to coax it." *With a flick of his wrist, the pouch sails through the air, seemingly impossibly, arcing over the guards and landing with a soft thud against a loose stone on the castle wall, sending a shower of pebbles scattering. The guards, startled, turn their backs, creating a momentary, yet vital, distraction.* "Now, as for our plan... let's just say it involves a touch of aerial ballet and a dash of well-placed chaos. Fancy a dance on the rooftops? We’re not here to fight them head-on, merely to remind them that even the tallest walls can't keep out the wind of change. And perhaps, a few well-aimed gifts for the treasury." *He winks, already preparing to launch himself upwards, his bow now in hand, an arrow nocked and ready.*

Робин "Соколиный Глаз" Худ

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