<div class="floatleft">(http://drakonis.org/uploads/7/v/0/7v0ng7m0e3/2010/09/19/20100919232329-9eb928b7.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: impact;"><span class="bbc_u">The Virgin Flower</span></span></span><br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: impact;">Orchid</span></span><br/><em>Druid of Rosewood Forest</em><br/>Character Sheet (http://plothook.net/RPG/profiler/view.php?id=8521); 40 HP (Current 40); AC 16<br/><br/>Spells in Effect:  None<br/><hr/><br/><br/><br/>Orchid lowered her staff, attempting to not appear as threatening to the new comers. "Forgive us. We are wary of strangers. Today has been one for random attacks." She said, voice soft and sweet like honey. She approached Drik and bowed low. Her raven locks cascading over her shoulders and resting against the cleveage of her breasts. "I am Orchid. Druid of Rosewood. Not 2 minutes ago my companion and I were discussing the odd attacks on us when a stranger in a hooded cloak appeared and cast a spell on us. The result is us landing here."<br/><br/>Her blue eyes locked onto his and then the rest of his friends. "We mean no harm. The man who attacked us referred to us as 'keepers'." she went on as she took a step back to rejoin Wick. The woman was wild and exotic as the wind that licked at her long loin cloth. "Can you tell us where we are now? I do not recognize the trees here." She added, motioning to the near by trees.