Kothar tapped his food softly against the bottom of the door, causing it to rock back and forth slightly and make the slightest rattling noise.
"Duny, you hear that?" The high pitched voice asked, and the clinking of coins fell silent, as the soldiers stopped sticking and moving around their coins.
"Yeah, must've been the wind. Or one of those damn cooks' cats." Duny replied, and Kothar heard the scraping of a chair's legs across the stone floor.
As the gentle thump of the footsteps grew closer to the door, Kothar pressed himself right up against the wall, it would be best to wait until the last possible moment to take the soldier out.
Click. The door unlatched, and slowly swung open, and a shaggy hair soldier stuck his head out.
"Huh, hey Duny! There's nothing out here." The high pitched soldier called out to the other.
