Pulling up the sword cane he kneeled down slipping two more dagers into the sides of the boots reaching into the buttom of the box he pulled open a old cigar box that had different currencies inside, not a whole lot of each but someone traveled. Some of it old as can be. Taking out some he shoved it in a pocket and moved towards the door looking back when he reached it. Aside from the cane which only she would know a very sharp blade was inside of it he looked rather cool. knocking the lid closed he moved.

"I am going for the guncotton first and to ask about see if anyone has seen the beast. I will come back." he had to, she was the bait. He knew Phoebe would come. Helena may die in the crossfire, but Phoebe was going down too. No reason to break the Masquerade if he pretty much expects her dead and beside her daughter by nights end. It was a shame too. He rather fancied her.

"It will end tonight, I will be back within the house. Stay here, and guard the door. I will knock three times when I return." he spoke heading out.