Nym Liam chuckled softly.  He grabbed a few unlit torches, then lit one on the fire and offered it to Kae.  He held another against hist staff, a little bit high, and took the lead.  "Xanja, right?" he inquired of the orc, deftly probing the ground ahead of them with his staff as he went.  "Can you see heat?  I've rarely known an orc who was happy out during the day."<br/><br/>Truth be told, he'd never before met an orc save to introduce them to the business end of his staff--which was both ends--and had never spoken to one before who didn't have an arrow in it--usually one of his.  This buxom savage had a sort of charm to her that appealed to him.  Her rough and tumble sense of humor seemed rather more like elven war-jests or human gallows-humor then the sadistic glee he was used too from the orcs who warred on his home every few years.  The combination of corded muscle, wide hips, and high, proud breasts appealed to his xenophelia, as well.<br/><br/>Kae was quite appealing as well--albeit to the opposite sides of his personalty than that the orc girl appealed.  She was softer and curvier than most elfmaids, but not without poise or power.  She had a ready smile, intelligent eyes, and showed signs of appealing wit.<br/><br/>Plus he didn't have to struggle to look at Kae's face without gagging.<br/><br/>Flipping one of the knives up and down in his off hand 'til he had  afeel for it's weight and ballance, Nym Liam stepped in front of the two girls and started down the hall.  He kept the torch high, doubly so if Xanja proved to have heat sight.  In Nym Liam's experience, it wasn't so difficult to perceive light and heat at the same time--though both could be a little fuzzy--but a torch was quite a bit brighter to heat sight.  Indeed, a halfling and his pipe could be mistaken for two separate men at a distance.  A torch could put up quite a glare!