<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>1 p.m.ish ? ? ?<br/><strong>Time of day ending post:</strong>same<br/><strong>Location beginning post:</strong>Outside the Bold Bison<br/><strong>Location ending post:</strong>Outside the Bold Bison<br/><strong>Characters currently interacting with:</strong>Sol, Nemea<br/><strong>GM Intervention Request\Required? (Yes/no)</strong>No<br/><br/>Holly wrinkled her nose and gave the building a look of disgust before shaking her head negatively as vehemently as possible.<br/><br/><strong>"No, no, no, no, no.  Inside is bad.  There's nowhere to run.  Nowhere to go when the storm hits.  The forest is good.  The trees will protect you.  I'm sure it stinks in there too.  If you have friends inside you should tell them to come out.  I don't know why people go inside, it's definitely not natural."</strong><br/><br/>Robin-egg blue eyes moved back to the white haired man,<strong>"I am Hollywillow, a Dryad.  Who are you and what are you?"</strong>She replied challengingly.<strong>"Why aren't you wearing stuff over your face?"</strong><br/><br/>As Sol moved towards the Inn's entrance, Holly stared at the veil-clad woman worriedly.  She had meant what she had said and didn't mention that it had taken all of her will to enter a village.  Entering a building would require Holly to be unconscious, or something similar.<br/><br/><strong>"Don't go inside,"</strong>Holly called after the woman worriedly.<strong>"It can't be safe."</strong><br/><br/>The Dryad had already taken a readying step toward the way she'd come.  She could possibly run and escape before they captured her and made her wear clothes or, even worse, took her inside.