"I'll come along with you!" Eiyre offers, happily trotting along behind Xarithe as he makes his way to the southern door. Unlike Ambrosia, the predatory instincts of the large snake don't seem to bother her any, but it could just be because she knows anything (or anybody) she eats will be leftovers of the battle anyway.<br/><br/>"You can put your snake in first and then we can follow in behind, right?" she whispers to the druid as they situate themselves outside the other door. "She looks like she'll make a good distraction to draw their attention off of us, assuming they're not already confused enough by being attacked from two directions."