Swamped

"Do you happen to know if there's a side entrance?" you ask Arlene. "Think our best bet is to get inside. We can warn the priests and maybe make our bargain as we do."

"Well, I don't come here very often, but let me think, might have heard someone mention something..." She's silent for a while. You glance at the side you can see while you wait for an answer, but you don't spot anything.

"Oh, I might have something. Overheard a couple of guards chatting after a show earlier this week they mentioned someone broke in through a window on the second floor. Couldn't figure out how they got up there, though - the thief didn't have any rope on 'em when they were caught, and didn't leave one behind. Anyhow, they said that apparently the priests were too busy to get it repaired before the festival."

Well, now that she mentions it, you can see the window. Of course, it's on the second floor.

"That would be much more useful if we had a way to get up there," you mutter. "Pity we're not an acrobatics troupe, eh?"

"Yeah, I don't think even Elliot could reach that," she agrees. "Afraid that's all I remember, though. We could circle around and see if there's anything better."

"Too many of 'em around. If we move too much, we're sure to be spotted," you mutter. And there's no trees nearby...

But you catch a glimpse of an aura through the broken window, and a thought strikes you. Maybe you don't need to go in. Maybe you just need to get the attention of someone inside.