Restam's dreams were always very vivid and this seemed just like another of hundreds of other dreams he has had in the past.  His wards would have warned him had anyone crossed them and entered his camp, so the beautiful woman who knelt in the entrance of his tent had to be a part of a dream.  The feel off the crisp night air on his face as he sat up and gazed curiously at the woman who knelt before him, added to the vividness of the dream.  Her long blonde hair flowing down to cover her exposed breasts, her skin covered with what seemed a leafy or mossy covering, the colors of the forest.  His dark emerald green eyes gazed intently into her golden eyes, his mental abilities allowing him to see beyond her physical eyes and into her soul.  He could not tell If the alluring woman before him was actually the physical representation of the spirit of the forest or what he was dreaming she would look like and for the purpose of the dream it didn't matter.<br/><br/>Restam's smile was warm and inviting, his voice when he spoke was soft and soothing with a enchanting quality to it, the same with his emerald green eyes.  His voice and eyes were permanently enchanted to aid him with hypnosis.  While he could not turn the enchantment off, he could adjust the strength of the enchantment and right now it was at its lowest setting.  He answered her question without thinking, “I am Restam, a traveler through these woods.”. That answer really didn't tell her anything about who he was.  He had not broken eye contact with her and as he continued speaking, he tried to send her mental images of who and what he was.  “I am a warlock, a sorcerer, a shadow priest, a King and a explorer.”. The mental images he tried to send her were ones which cast him in a positive light and never even hinted at his true strength.