(Don't expect to see many rabbits here )
Ambrose mentally reviewed his assets. He had a few favors with a couple of good shots, so he would be sure to cash those in. He also had one with another information gang, but they wouldn't do much good here. He had some cash stored up that he could use to maybe hire mercenaries, but they would probably fail at stealth. He really wished he could get some more combat-oriented people with him.
Ambrose looks at the others. "Here's the plan." He says. "We're going to approach from the corner closest to us. My men, or Vulcan's men, depending on who is better, will shoot crossbows at the sentries, trying to destroy them without much fuss. Azandale's men will have guns as weapons, to be used IF AND ONLY IF we get spotted by anything. Everyone will have a sword or dagger in case of emergency, with swords being given to the best and daggers to the less skilled. We will attempt to time it so that we are inside when the Zenith starts. We will enter the key terminal during the Zenith, provided everything goes well in the hall. Make sure your men are ready for a skirmish." Ambrose says. "Any questions, additional ideas, or things to point out that may ruin the plan?
"Good." Ambrose says to Vulcan, then takes any diagrams for the tricorn that he can find and brings them back, putting them where everyone will be able to see.
(Provided these maps are accessible to us, read the below. Otherwise, nothing.)
"We'll want to study all of the patrol patterns and everything so that we can have the best possible attacks." Ambrose says, studying the diagrams.
Ambrose raises his eyebrow. "So? Random people kill random people all the time. The only interesting thing about that is that the priest did it himself. It's not going to be a big deal if a priest kills someone. Trust me, I would know."
Ambrose looks at the map. "Sneaking is my strength." He says. "We could do that, but if we get caught we're dead. On the other hand, we don't have to worry much about that at the Tricorn. If you aim well, you don't have to worry about that. What would you two prefer to do?" Ambrose asks, trying to sum up the new information well.