Seeing the dust settle over the cluster of lizard folk, Xarces grins at how well the ruse worked out. With the undead launching their assault upon the hapless foes, Xarces turns his eyes toward the hall he had traversed just moments before. (Looks like Linda and the others have that squared away...... don't wish to get in the way....) the bard rationalizes to help him make the decision that has been burning in his mind since first he heard the priestess' voice while he was stored away within Shaklik's tum. (Let's just take a peak.....this may be my only chance to speak with the priestess after all......and if it comes to it, I am sure I can handle whatever resistance yet remains...) Xarces thinks to himself, as his feet had already begun moving toward the barricade, toward the room he had heard the priestess voice, and consequently, toward the same location Alizome it seemed had taken the liberty to scout out.<br/><br/>As he drew closer and closer, the bard had hardly noticed how careless he was being, for as he draws near his heart rate begins to increase, his steps become eager and hasty, desperate to see just what lay in wait within the room before him.<br/><br/><br/><br/><br/>[[Xarces: epic stealth.......XD<br/><a class="postlink" href="http://orokos.com/roll/146008">Stealth</a>:<span style="text-decoration: underline">1d20+9</span><span style="font-weight: bold">13</span>