In a dark tavern on the outskirts of the city, four hooded figures gathered around a table, their faces dimly lit by the flickering light of a candle. They were thieves, not just any thieves, but the most cunning and skilled in the region.
"So, everyone knows the plan, right?" murmured the leader, a middle-aged man known as Corvus. He was famous for his intelligence and ability to disable any security mechanism.
"Of course, Corvus," replied a woman named Lyra, an expert in acrobatics and disguises. "Most of the guards will be at the festival. It will be the perfect moment."
Beside her was Argus, a silent giant whose strength was legendary. He nodded in agreement, his arms crossed and his serious face hidden in the shadow.
The last member of the group was Eko, a young mage specializing in illusions and magical camouflages. "I've already prepared the necessary spells. They won't see what hit them."
