They put their plan in motion

The three women travel up the long path to Brandt Keep. Jennette leads the way, with Hilda and Sally traveling behind her.

When they get to the front door, they find the place pretty much as Hilda and Sally left it, except for a new, crudely-scrawled sign on the elegant heirloom doors that says "KEP OWT."

Hilda frowns, disgusted as much by the bad spelling as the thought of having been bested by such a crude and crass gang of no-good swindling thieves.

"Pfft! Typical in-bred noble idiocy," Jennette snorts in a very lower-class fashion. "No wonder they're having tax trouble!"

Hilda glowers and opens her mouth to speak when Sally stops her.

The bossy tax woman pounds on the door.

"Open up! Open up I say!" Jennette blusters.

No response.

"Maybe they're gone?" Sally asks hopefully.

"I demand you open up, in the name of the king!" Jennette barks as she pounds on the door once more.