(( Well, that's a week... I know you're busy, but... ))
Ryn looks and ears around.
"Well, I actually don't know anyone else we might go to, but couldn't let the guards listen... because see, I think I know how we may...", he grinned, "visit this one Wright.
You probably noticed that this knecht said they're posted at north, south, and west gates?
That means they didn't bother to put anyone at the eastern one, which is locked shut since that failed gnoll attack a few years ago. The dogs destroyed the guardhouse, putting the winches under tons of dirt.
Anyway... we might try getting to these, or just scale the wall. It leads to shadier part of the city, so I'm pretty sure we'll need to worry more about keeping our purses than about someone raising an alarm."
The fox tilts his head. "Think it could work?"