(Once again, not really part two, just the second post.)
Within moments he had exited the park’s boundaries and was able to see the protective wall surrounding his target only a small distance away. As expected, two guards were guarding the main entrance. They were both Pegasi, most likely so that no one would try to fly over the wall while they were nearby. As he walked towards them, Odin pulled out a specialized arrow from his quiver and loaded it onto his bow, taking quick aim and firing it at the ground between the two ponies before the guards could notice and respond to him.
The small container found at the tip of the arrow burst open when the projectile hit the ground, and sleeping toxins rolled out from the point at which the arrow had hit, causing a light green fog to quickly appear around the two guards. Within only a few moments the two sentries were asleep, and Odin moved to recover their bodies, picking them up and hiding them in nearby bushes as fast he could. He didn’t need the other two guards keeping watch over the wall to find their bodies. Them not being at their post was already suspicious enough.
Regardless, once he had finished the quick task, the fog that had appeared in front of the wall’s main entrance had already lifted, and so Odin went up to the door that blocked the entryway and easily picked its lock using lockpicking tools that he had hidden in the handle of his knife.
It took only a few seconds to get the door unlocked, and once he had done so Odin quickly opened it and went through, observing the area within in a glance. The target museum was indeed in the center of the area, surrounded by large gardens containing a variety of bright and luscious plants. The front entrance to the museum, as with the previous wall, was made up of a large, ornate wooden door, which had two more armored guards posted on each of its sides, one an Earth Pony and one a Pegasus.
When Odin saw these two ponies, he quickly reacted by pulling out two arrows from the quiver on his back and loading them both into his bow at the same time. He took quick but careful aim and, while constantly holding his bow parallel to the ground, let go of the drawstring and fired. Firing two arrows in a single shot and making sure they both hit their targets was a very difficult thing to accomplish for even skilled archers, but Odin had been able to master the feat over time. In fact, the stallion had been able to train himself to perfectly fire up to four arrows at a time, and was currently training himself to be able to fire five.
The first arrow hit the Pegasus guard, who had attempted to call for help when Odin had been spotted. The arrow quickly silenced him when it pierced his throat, but he was unfortunately able to make a very short sound before the projectile ruptured his vocal chords. Odin could only hope that no nearby guards had heard the sound.
The second arrow that had been shot had, as expected, flown straight towards the other guard, but the Earth Pony had somehow been able to dodge the projectile, and proceeded to charge at Odin with his sword held in his mouth. He’s fast. Very much so. No matter.
Odin dropped his bow onto the ground and drew his knife from its scabbard, readying himself for the guard’s impact.
The pony laterally swung his blade as he neared Odin, who simply deflected the large sword with his knife’s hoof guard and lunged forward when the attacker was thrown off balance, stabbing the stallion in the side of his neck and pulling out the small weapon in less than a second. Blood gushed out of the guard’s neck, and he soon dropped his sword, collapsing a few moments later just after he had breathed his last breath.
Odin watched as blood pooled under the corpse, frowning. Even if he did bother to hide the body, the mess left behind would be impossible not to notice. The stallion put his knife back into its proper place after wiping the blood off of it, and then picked up his bow off of the ground, happy to see that none of the fluid had gotten on it, which could have possibly ruined the weapon. He glanced around once more in case any other guards had decided to show themselves, but then approached the museum when he saw that no one else was in the area.
From what Odin could recall from his map of guard routes, he knew that two more ponies would be stationed on the inside of the door as well, one on each side along with one more patrolling the room within constantly. He had no doubts that he would be able to handle the three guards, but doing so without being discovered would be considerably more difficult. So he took a different route.
Rather than going through the museum's main entrance, Odin stepped back from the doorway and looked up, seeing a balcony surrounding that part of the building’s perimeter on the second floor, as expected. He took out a second specialized arrow from the quiver on his back, this one having a few feet of thin but sturdy rope attached to it just above its nock and coiled around the shaft of the arrow itself, along with abs wider tip complete with large barbs. It was designed by Odin to be a specialized type of grappling hook.
He loaded the arrow into his bow, and after a quick moment of aiming he fired it into the wall that the balcony was built into, the attached rope trailing behind it. Pulling on the arrow's rope to make sure it had a good grip, Odin then put his bow back onto his back and proceeded to climb up to the museum's balcony. Once he had reached the overhanging platform, he yanked the arrow from its place in the wall with a hard tug, and then put it back into his quiver after coiling the rope around its shaft. He had only brought one such arrow with him because of the space that it took up when it was in his quiver, and he didn't want to waste the specialized projectile when he might need it later.
After a quick look around to make sure that no one was on the balcony with him, Odin quickly but quietly moved towards the nearest doorway. According to the map he had obtained, this side of the building consisted of rooms and offices where different financialists and other office-based employees worked.
As Odin approached the door, he took out his lock picking tools and paused momentarily to pick its lock, entering the room within and quietly closing the door behind him once he had done so. Looking around, he could see that the area that he had entered was a private room of some sort, containing simple furniture, such as a bed, a desk and a wardrobe, and various personal possessions. The stallion had no idea why anyone would need living quarters or anything similar in a museum, but he didn't dwell on it. After all, it didn't affect his plans in the slightest.
Regardless, with a quick look around Odin was able to find the door that led to the rest of the museum. He quietly went over to it, but, as he approached the door, he saw its knob turning and quickly looked over the room for the most easily accessible hiding spot. In that case, his mind first targeted the desk just behind him. The stallion quickly moved back towards the desk and crouched down to hide under it, in the small spot that had been added to give a pony sitting there a little more space and comfort.
Making sure not to move even the slightest, Odin listened for any nearby sounds that would tell him what the pony on the other side of the door was doing. He could hear the door open, and quiet hoofsteps gave away the pony’s path towards one of the walls of the room, to the left of the previously used door.