"We have other resources," Ithi'Ka adds, sensing the apprehension in Kasumi-- though it seems more than revulsion, whether at the face of so many undead or at the idea of working with a Lich-worshipping cult, Ithi'Ka lacks the social insight to identify its nature.<br/><br/>She then pauses, studying Sam and Kasumi's matched attire.  "Why are you two dressed this way?  Did I miss an announcement?"  Appreciating the change in Sam, she's a little glad for the pervasive darkness, as it grants her the opportunity to study them without fear of discovery, except for the occasional glint of her shining eyes in the flicker of Kasumi's candle.<br/><br/>Shaking away the thought, realizing that the question alone makes her appear stupid, Ithi'Ka tries to push past her ignorance.  "Resources, as I said... soldiers.  If we need to gather skirmishers in Irontown, we can... that would be pointless, I think, for they are miners, not soldiers.  But we can transport a battalion if need be."  She says this with her typical, cold resignation, but there's a tinge of concern.  "I despise being so obvious.  But if this-- chokepoint?  We call it a<em>rinteith</em>, I believe.  If we can sanctify one area, then the soldiers can hold it safely.  Provide distraction, perhaps?  And fall-back."<br/><br/>Smiling faintly again, she tips her face in consideration.  "And what if the sentient undead have destroyed the mechanism, or have sabotaged it?  We might be swimming in lava, too."  With her catlike grace, she glides to the edge of the pool of light, carefully easing the bull's-eye lantern's hood away from her, and she sits gently.  "I can move unseen from most creatures.  Even those that<i>sense</i>, who use more than eyes and ears."  She grins.  "Is not foolproof, but might help.  And we have this," she lifts with dexterous fingers, from a draw-cord pouch, the communication device they'd used on the prior mission.<br/><br/>"We also need weapons... consecrated arrows, vials of holy water, scrolls, wants, amulets of protection from undead?  Many things."  She smirks.  "My bow needs some help against things already dead."