<br/><strong>Name:</strong>Helia Plum-Tail<br/><strong>Size:</strong>5'9 163 lbs<br/><strong>Adventure:</strong>The Beauty of Nature<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Sister Melody, Stanis, open<br/><br/>As Helia took in the large man's beaming smile she couldn't help but meekly smile back. She felt silly for having assumed this man an imposing brute before, and even now she could still feel the warmth of a hearthfire when he was near. "Hunting trees? hmmm...is that what this is....how strange..." she mused thoughtfully, clearing taking the man's phrasing a bit more literally than he probably intended. What a strange custom, to hunt trees. She had only thought people hunted animals, at least that was how it had been explained to her. Suddenly the woman's head was filled with nonsensical images of people stalking giant oaks from the bushes, bow in hand, or groups of hunters circling around birch trees and systematically plunging spears into it.<br/><br/>The lizard woman was brought back to reality, however, when the nun began to speak again. "Yes it's quite beautiful, the Bizarre had three bathhouses similar to this one, though they were a bit larger, and had more spare rooms in which to pleasure guests"  the woman spoke, seeming to believe that this building was also intended to be used as a brothel, "This Casta must be a rather humble mistress compared to those from my home..." she said, now mistaking the nun's god/deity for a slaver.<br/><br/>As they stepped out of the temple the drop in temperature caused a shiver to run down Helia's spine, spanning from the base of her neck all the way to the tip of her tail. When she mentioned the blessing Helia smiled and looked at the woman expectantly, enthusiastic but clearly having no clue what she was actually talking about. As she explained it Helia found herself wrestling to latch onto the concept, "So it's a spell..." she mused, how odd. She had been placed under the effects of magic before, but usually they were intended to impede or somehow take something away from her like, when her mistress called in a sorcerer to make her infertile. But as this woman said this "blessing" would benefit them instead, she wondered what else such witchcraft could do?<br/><br/>When the lady took her leave Helia gave a deep, respectful bow, before turning her attention back to Stanis, and the trail that stood behind him, "So we're hunting a tree then..." she mused, not even sure how to beginning doing such a thing, "hmmm, perhaps you should lead the way then?" she suggested, not even knowing what this tree looked like, let alone where they might find it.