Xarithe quickly goes to work with the grisly task of looting the bodies, not that there's too much that they had that's left outside the melting embrace of various stomachs by now; only the catfolk really has anything worth looting, his armor of good quality and his weapon serviceable as a backup if nothing else, and a few gold in his pockets. The rest of the drawers yield some interesting things; pocket change scattered hither and yon, mostly. Albali's able to use her magical sense to direct Xarithe quickly to the two items she'd found, both in slightly hidden compartments; a small bag of black dust and a ragged-edged scroll to help freeze tasty looking enemies in place. Aside from that, the only valuable looking thing is underneath one of the cultists' pillows (as it happens, the gnome that made Albali's own day very happy); a silver armband with a large, warm amber gem set in the middle, looking for all the world as though it should be bleeding magic but registering as utterly mundane to everyone's senses. With the 'cleanup duty' done, the others split up, heading around the small pond to the other barracks.<br/><br/>[[Full loot: 1x Darkness Dust, 1x Scroll of Hold Person (CL 3), 1 piece of jewelry, 1 masterwork lamellar leather armor, 1 scimitar, and 40 gold, 60 silver in scattered stashes.]]<br/><br/>The party splits again, mostly but not entirely on the same lines; this time, more head towards the inner door and rely on the twin titans of Sira and their new naga friend to hold the outside, though the latter seems to be trailing back just a little. She does keep up, though. Once everyone is at their respective door, using Ain as a quick go-between they coordinate about the time to crash through both doors on either side and pile into the barracks. "The heretics are here!" A high, clear voice calls out with sweet melody in even a short exclamation. This barracks has a much more informal character; instead of beds, there are instead piles of pillows and blankets strewn across the middle of the floor with no division save a narrow lane up the middle, people obviously intended to share the warmth or at least not mind of others do. Two baths stand at the inner end, wooden tubs still dry with a few buckets beside them; a low slung stone table with etchings on top seems ominously altar-esque as well, and a few tables with breakfast on them stand near the outer end. But less pleasant is the fact that everyone's upright, watching the doors, and have weapons in their hands. "It's just as I told you, my loves," a woman standing tall in the center of the barracks sings, "They bring death with them, but I won't let them fall on you unawares!"<br/><br/>The speaker holds the last syllable, stretching it out into a wordless melodic note that seems as though it reaches down into the gullets of everyone in the room, playing their souls as though they were instruments in accompaniment to a master singer; the other cultists in the room stand noticeably taller and seem to grow at her speech. She herself- evidently, as Kaheksa hisses, "One of the sisters! She puts on a new form as you would clothes- I don't know which of the two she is!" the leader- rests easily on the balls of her feet,<a class="postlink" href="http://i.imgur.com/FRrz6hu.jpg">a tall, dark-colored kitsune woman</a>with two gray tails dancing behind her as she looks from one group to the other. Dark eyes dance with amusement, and she stretches self-consciously; all she's wearing is a robe open at the front, exposing most of her lithe body to general inspection as she purrs with pleasure. "Such strong foes- perhaps we can persuade some to join our choir, can't we, my loves?" Again, the last note stretches into a long-held note. Standing beside and decidedly below her is a grungy looking halfling wearing- of all things- thick smoked goggles, peering owlishly at the serpents to the outside edge; the other six in the barracks are a mix of human and elven men, some unarmed, some with bows, and all at least somewhat armored. At her call, they raise a<span style="font-style: italic">loud</span>cheer, almost- but not quite- drowning out the continuing song as the kitsune continues, "Don't worry, strangers. Any of you who wish to learn more, I can be a very... attentive teacher." She smiles, and gives the strong impression of showing fangs just peeking out between her full lips as her tails sway rhythmically.<br/><br/>[[BATTLE TIME!<br/><br/>Init list: (note that since there's only Eiyre at the top, I'll move stuff around to make it clear who is and isn't at bat partway through this first round)<br/>Eiyre-<span style="font-style: italic">Currently Up</span><br/>Enemy Group A (Kitsune, Elves)<br/>Gorun, Ambrosia, Turilia, Xarithe+Sira<br/>Enemy Group B (Dwarf, Humans)<br/>Kaheksa, Naga Capgain<br/>Albali+Ain<br/><br/>Status effects/damage: None yet<br/><br/>Map (juuust barely can't fit everyone on, Ain is just above Albali):<a class="postlink" href="http://i.imgur.com/jn3bZ4K.png">http://i.imgur.com/jn3bZ4K.png</a><br/>]]