Wriggling skillfully from the Dracotaur's jaws Xarces watches as the powerful creature is laid low by his allies. It's knees buckling as it speaks it's dieing breathe. (That must mean....the dragon has left?) Xarces assumes from the words spoken by the dracotaur. Brushing off the slober on his shoulder he grins "Nice work everyone...shall we press onward?" he asks not wanting to dwindle for longer then they had to in the open where the dragon to return.<br/><br/>Linda would slither up from behind, drawing his attention, his eyes meeting her's only to slip lower onto the scales of her serpent's tail. Taking note that her mobility has seemed to have returned. His ears taking in her words, as his mind would run off on a tangent, imagining that it was, he who had been slowly melting away within that very tail, wondering how it would feel, being consumed and digested, broken down, by the Lamia mage. He would not allow such thoughts to linger however as she speaks his name. "Yes, I could likely do that with relative ease, I speak the language as fluently as my own, and was close enough to hear his voice clearly....what did you have in mind?" he asks her curiously..<br/><br/>Jule's would step forth along with Alizome  mentioning an acolyte retreating into the temple. Furthermore that she intended to pursue them. "Very well, head inside and I shall not be far behind you. Linda, do what you must, I will provide my voice for you when the time is right." he informs the two women as he allows the elf to get a headstart, before following along as the elf had requested.<br/><br/>[[Following shortly behind the elf<br/><a class="postlink" href="http://orokos.com/roll/136776">Stealth</a>:<span style="text-decoration: underline">1d20+9</span><span style="font-weight: bold">21</span>