Aleron was nervous, and he didn't hide it. Breaking the law was not his strength. Though he was tolerant of others who did the act, even empathetic to a few, he would not partake in the act at all. He slunk behind the group, debating whether to join in or not. It was an intruiging mystery, but a voice in the back of his mind persisted. Stay away! it hissed at him. They will drag you down with them! He bit his limp as his mind raced, but nevertheless he followed them.
It was when they got to the gate that he stopped for a moment. He stayed in a cluster of bushes just off from the immediate group, and saw Gen talking to a guard.
He was hooked to the suspense of wondering what would happen, but his fears lingered. He decided to follow a bit behind, off to the side. The manor was large, and there were many entrances. With his many years of silently following sheep and other wildlife, Aleron figured he had reasonably arguable stealth skills. And his magic could make due if the situation called for it.
Coming to this conclusion, he stole off into the darkness, and sought for a place to climb over the mossy stone fence and into the fancy, trimmed yard of their targeted lord.