Surprizingly enough, Kahmori stays relativly silent through the entire ordeal of 'plan making'. His own methods were a bit too straightforwards to be of any use. His expertise lay in making plans on the fly - when incredibly quick thinking meant the difference between life and death. Both had their place - careful strategy and deliberation for the creation of a good plan, and thinking on the fly for when and if that plan went wrong.<br/><br/>The happy, cake-eating kitsune occupies himself with his confectionary delight as Brady, Alexei, and Xali discuss the plan for entering the crypt, as well as what to do once inside. Vendra's own little interjections bring a smile to his muzzle - she must be getting more comfortable around them, if she was already offering her opinion. Good. To make her feel like a part of the group, rather than just a slave for it, was his ultimate goal - and it looked like it was working well, so far.<br/><br/><blockquote class="uncited"><div> “A floor plan isn’t needed. I’ve studied much about the Dwarven lands that existed long ago. The crypt is very shallow, extending no more then four hundred paces. Roughly two hundred feet inside of the crypt will be a fork. One path will lead to the old caretakers quarters and the other to the nobles burial chamber” </div></blockquote><br/><br/>Swallowing the last little bit of his cake (Of which had been devoured in two enormously over-sized bites), Kahmori turns a rather stunned expression to Vendra. She seemed rather learned, at least in history. He had to wonder - just how much did this lovely human cleric know? He'd always had an interest in nature and studies more esoteric in nature - of which, to both, he naturally gravitated - yet history had always been a point of interest for him, as well. Just, he'd never had the opportunity to truely study it - at least, not to the degree he WANTED to.<br/><br/>Idly reaching over to pick a tiny portion of chicken from Vendra's plate - giving her a playful little grin in the process - Kahmori spears it on a claw, parading the little peice across the tabletop like it was a tiny person "Must have taught you a whole lot back in your homelands, huh? Were you stationed at a church? Or were you more of a wandering priestess? Going to have to tell me about the Vanadiel lands one day - heck, maybe tomorrow! We have a long walk ahead of us! When all this is over, we'll go check the place out! It sounded so pretty...green hills and crystal waters..."<br/><br/>A soft little sigh escapes Kahmori's lips. To think, she'd been plucked away from her homeland to come and fight in this war. He had to wonder - was she fighting for the same thing he was? Just to protect her people? Or was there a different, darker motive behind it..?<br/><br/>Popping the tiny peice of chicken into his mouth, he chews thoughtfully and swallows. Oh well - there was no point in dwelling on it, for the moment at least! When she felt more comfortable around the party, he'd have to ask her. For that matter, he had a feeling everyone had a story to tell - and he'd have to make it a point to make sure that each of them had an ear to tell it to. Gazing around the table at Xali, Alexei, Vendra, and Brady...he couldn't help but wander what those stories held...<br/><br/><blockquote class="uncited"><div> “Fortunately I’ve rarely had to interact directly with undead. I do possess a few abilities that would help stave them off, however earlier today…” Vendra shoots a glance at Kahmori “My holy symbol and all of the items I needed to combat undead were umm…misplaced” </div></blockquote><br/><br/>"...uh.." Kahmori's ears droop the slightest bit, the inside of each turning a bright, beet red. Damnit - he hadn't let her get her stuff. Then again, he'd ripped most of it to shreds..."...yeah...er..sorry about that. I...um..." He seemed to not even know what to say - one of those rare, few times the talkative kitsune was at a loss for words. Finally, he seems to find something to say, at least, his ears perking right back up atop his head "What can I say. Your lovely little body enthralled me. I...had to take a closer look!" It seemed like a halfhearted, and almost 'apologetic' flirt at best. Still, a quick look at the kitsune made it easy to tell - he actually seemed sorry for scaring the life out of her earlier, even if they had been enemies at that time.<br/><br/><blockquote class="uncited"><div> “Forgive me for interrupting. I would just like to inform you that the attendants have finished preparing your bathes and the heating stones will continue to keep your bath water heated for the next half an hour. I hope everything is to your liking and I hope you each have a wonderful evening” </div></blockquote><br/><br/>It was Chelsie's soft voice that saved him from the heavy feeling of embarrassment that had weighted down his good nature. Instantly brightening, he offers the friendly bovine waitress a beaming smile, and a soft nod on his head "Oh, thanks Miss Chelsie! Good night to you - I think I'll make my way up to them shortly!" She really was a sweetheart, it seemed.<br/><br/><blockquote class="uncited"><div> “I bath sounds lovely. Would you mind if I excused myself to go take one? If you wanted…” Vendra looked to the floor and avoided eye contact. “You could accompany me to make sure I don’t attempt any funny business” Her cheeks flushed a little red, yet…why not pursue it, if anything just to see what happened. “In fact, I insist you join me. I could wash your back?” </div></blockquote><br/><br/>"Excuse yourself?" Kahmori asks almost increduously, his lips curving into a broad, playful grin "...Only if you let me watch! Of course you can, Vendra. I told you - I trust you. You're free to do as you like. Just be ready to go early in the morning - got a long walk ahead of -"<br/><br/>Insist he joins her?  The notion takes Kahmori entirely by surprise, his jaw momentarily dropping open at the rather surprising comment. She wanted him to join her? To wash his back? Thinking back, he couldn't even remember a time bathing with another...much less, having someone aid in washing his body. Not to mention, the thought of seeing her beautiful, creamy skin bare before his eyes...oh, how that thought made him shudder.<br/><br/>"..I.." He stutters a single time, before his brain seems to catch up with his mouth "...I'd love that! Besides, that warm water won't last forever-  a nice bath for both of us DOES sound rather nice...and, you wash my back.." He offers the sultry little priestess a playful smile, his tails wrapping around her middle and giving a tiny, soft little squeeze "I'll wash yours."<br/><br/>"WELL!" Kahmori gets to his feet (Snatching another tiny peice of chicken off Vendra's plate and tossing it into his mouth in the process, swallowing instantly) "I think that is it for me, for the night. I've had my cake and wine, and after a couple of weeks travel...that warm bath and equally warm bed sounds like celestia itself. I'll see everyone in the morning - good night to the lot of you. Enjoy your time, huh? We've got a long trip! Full of adventure, excitement, and likely sore feet!" Pumping his hand into the air enthusiastically, he slips around his chair and pushing it back under the table, grinning broadly.<br/><br/>"Well, Vendra. Shall we? Nice bath sounds-"<br/><br/><blockquote class="uncited"><div> 'll join you!" she declares, somewhat louder than intended. More quietly, she adds, "I mean, so I don't miss having the really hot water. Besides, his back's pretty big- if we each take a shoulder, we might actually finish tonight!" </div></blockquote><br/><br/>"..Buh?" Quotes the kitsune, with all the thought of a philosohper "Join us?" The though of having the short, busty lizard-girl also in the tub with him, giving him an equally vigorous scrubbing was an incredibly promising one. Yet, the alone-time would allow Vendra to vent her concerns, if she had any - without the prying ears of the party nearby. It was difficult to choose between his 'golden heart' (Well, when it wasn't tarnished...), and the rather intruiging thought of seeing both of them in nothing but the skin, so to speak....<br/><br/>"...Well..." Biting his lower lip, he casts a sideways glance at Vendra, his eyes practically begging for her help and input.