She frowned as she read the paper. Gunpowder had been a horrible idea and she'd known it from the start. Then again, that job had been a horrible idea from the same.
Harkim had cared far too little about the fallout of destroying a shipment of goods in the North Ward. An armed wagon before nightfall. What a stupid job. Fox had nearly gotten up and walked out several times as the 'coarse' job was explained. Two people there hadn't bothered to conceal their identities at all, including Servis who had joined several adventuring teams. Nel, the Rus bear, she was surprised to see her but not really. She seemed way too soft for this kind of work, so she assumed she was in over her head for something.
But no, Fox had to see the mess as a challenge. Could she plan it so that the guards left the wagon. Get the others to distract them, get them helping with the other wagon. Instead they had mostly stood around staring at the illusion of a broken wheel that could fail at any moment. She'd had to cut the harnesses herself, scare the horses, watch the driver get dragged away, then use the illusion of a lion to distract the last guard. She was just supposed to light the fuse, that was it. Well, she'd done that too.
"Do I feel guilty?" She thought. "Maybe. Guards sign up for dangerous jobs, one seemed perfectly ready to fight a lion. Can't imagine they weren't used to armed robberies."
She thought through the plan several more times.
"Sloppy. All of it." She concluded. "Like a common criminal."