<div class="floatleft">(http://i1087.photobucket.com/albums/j480/Erion2451/imagesqtbnANd9GcS9_OPu2UlXIEHWAEMAihAw7O4FwIHsbaYiD7B2cxE28OhQxSp7ww.jpg)</div><div align="center"><strong>Hollywillow Character Post</strong></div><strong>Time of day beginning post:</strong>Noonish<br/><strong>Time of day ending post:</strong>Noonish<br/><strong>Location beginning post:</strong>West of Dulon Landing<br/><strong>Location ending post:</strong>West of Dulon Landing<br/><strong>Characters currently interacting with:</strong>None<br/><strong>GM Intervention Request\Required? (Yes/no)</strong>Possibly<br/><br/>Holly watched as Castoff walked away.  Oh well, killing blood elves was something to do, and it was worthwhile too.  Something that needed to be done in order to protect the horses, the forest, and her Mother.  She had no eagerness though, even if she was willing to do it.  The blood elves were still living creatures even if they'd somehow become twisted, foul, wicked things.  After a moment's contemplation, Holly shrugged.  The tree didn't mourn the loss of the termite.<br/><br/>The trees whispered to her of the man's approach.  She'd have to talk to him eventually, especially if she needed his help to exterminate the forest's disease.  She coked her head to the side when Briar made himself known to her.  Robin blue eyes inspected him curiously and without judgement.  Blood soaked armor and bow were noted before her gaze moved to Briar's face and eyes.  There was truth in a person's eyes.  Briar's eyes didn't reflect any malice, just caution and possibly amusement.  Holly didn't know why he'd be amused, but maybe he'd heard a joke that he was remembering.<br/><br/>"Hello?"  Holly replied.  "No, I'm not that far from home.  Though you are.  The forest thanks you for your help though, but we need more of it.  The creatures you met earlier, the one's whose blood you still wear, they are a cancer to this place and must be removed.  You seem capable."<br/><br/>Holly walked into a clearing, away from the protection of the nearby trees, but still under their canopy.  The moss which covered her body framed her ample curves and did more to spark the imagination than obscure her body.  Holly seemingly didn't care if he was looking at her, or lusting after her.  Mortals had such peculiar needs and desires.  Things she didn't really understand, and never had much chance to explore.<br/><br/>"Will you help me eliminate this threat?  If you feel the need for more help there is a village nearby.  It stinks, but<em>you</em>could recruit more help and I could wait for you outside of the village.  Humans like to kill things, perhaps one of them would be willing to help," Holly said without judgement, just innocent honesty.  Or at least honesty from her viewpoint.