The kitsune's continued banter toward the half elf Kaheksa would draw the druid's curiosity even further. "Oh my....I can only imagine what she could have done to them...." he murmurs softly, shivering himself, though his was one of experience, was one of pleasure. Recalling that which the woman had performed on him, during her unique 'healing' procedure. The kitsune's words certainly brought up questions within his mind, as she leans back against him, much of what she says spoke true of Xarithe's initial thoughts and suspicions of the mysterious woman who now traveled with them. Though ultimately he wondered if it would truly make a difference. They had been hired to eradicate the cult after all..... even so Xarithe was not so blind to follow orders without at least attempting to discover the cults true intentions, to know whom it was that he was fighting. He came along to prove himself after all, not simply to be showered in coin. The ultimate fate of the village, and subsequently their children held little weight in the traveling druid's mind, so long as he was satisfied that he was doing what he believed to be the right thing.<br/><br/>The Kitsune before him, he saw as an invaluable asset. He wished to speak deeply with her, to learn what she knew, what she could share of her cult, of their beliefs, and the reasons for their actions. She was agreeable enough, and much like himself, seemed to value conversation over brute strength and senseless combat. "The battle is almost done....you will find that I am more then willing to protect you, to hold up my end of the bargain my dear." he whispers softly into her ear, leaning forward as he presses his body tight against her form. His fiery hand reaching out to casually cast a scorching bolt in the direction of a remaining elf.<br/>(Once the rest of her forces are taken care of I will do what I can to protect her, even if that means hiding her away where no harm may come to her.)  the druid preparing to act accordingly once the battle had ended. With a long hiss he calls out for Sira, hoping that she was close enough to hear him. Wanting her to be ready to come back into the room, for he may need her strength in maintaining order, should worse come to worse.<br/><br/>Xarithe<div style="padding: 3px; background-color: #FFFFFF; border: 1px solid #d8d8d8; font-size: 1em;"><div style="text-transform: uppercase; border-bottom: 1px solid #CCCCCC; margin-bottom: 3px; font-size: 0.8em; font-weight: bold; display: block;"><span onclick="if (this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display != '') {  this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display = ''; this.innerHTML = '&lt;b&gt;Spoiler: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href=\'#\' onClick=\'return false;\'&gt;hide&lt;/a&gt;'; } else { this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display = 'none'; this.innerHTML = '&lt;b&gt;Spoiler: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href=\'#\' onClick=\'return false;\'&gt;show&lt;/a&gt;'; }"><b>Spoiler: </b><a href="#" onclick="return false;">show</a></span></div><div class="quotecontent"><div style="display: none;">Using produce flame on whichever elf Abrosia has not gone after. Also calling for Sira to get ready to come back.<br/><a class="postlink" href="http://orokos.com/roll/155352">ranged touch attack</a>: <span style="text-decoration: underline">1d20+4</span> <span style="font-weight: bold">14</span><br/><a class="postlink" href="http://orokos.com/roll/155402">Produce flame dmg</a>: <span style="text-decoration: underline">1d6+4</span> <span style="font-weight: bold">10</span></div></div></div>