Kaheksa's further description of her healing ability would only cause the druid's curiosity to grow. "Hmm....that sounds...fascinating...." is all he can say without knowing any more of the specifics. Judging from her manner of speech he did not attempt to push the issue any further, figuring should the time come that he required healing, he would see for himself.<br/><br/>After delivering his preferred plan of action, he nods and listens to what the others have to say. Albali's plan for baring the door was solid, save for the crucial detail of lacking any substantial means of doing so. The druid cannot however help but enjoy Ambrosia's proposal of blocking the door bodily after feasting on the cultists. "Perhaps it will come to that." he comments with a sly grin. Eiyre's idea to lead them out into the woods was nice as well, though with it Xarithe feared that it left the cultists too much freedom, the option to alert the entire camp, or for a few to flee and escape into the woods.<br/><br/>After thinking it all over he speaks "Both ideas are wonderful.....but we lack the means to properly bar the door....and leading them into the woods, while a grand idea .....leaves the cultists too much room to breathe, escape, or prepare..." he explains. "Having a few of us stay here, while another three or so head to the other side....I still feel shall be our greatest option. For space will likely be cramped enough as it is, much easier to strike with our full force if we make use of both entrances, rather then clustering all within the one.....not to mention if there are any druids like before, clustering could end with us all being pelted by rocks once more." he finishes as he was certain the others recalled how pleasant an experience that was.<br/><br/>With that Xarithe takes a few steps toward the side of the building. "I shall go on over to the far side. If one or two of you wishes to come,it would be greatly appreciated. For those that stay, attack when you hear the sounds of combat, or at least when you think we have had time to get into position." Xarithe finishes looking to each of them in turn. Regardless if anyone else volunteered to join him, he nods respectfully and departs around the corner, seemingly confident in his own abilities. The giant snake of course remains wrapped beneath his cloak, waiting to slip to the ground the moment he stops upon the other side.