"Ah, well, you're in for a treat." Lyrata said with a smile. "There's so many nice places to eat on Bourbon Street!" The woman seemed very excited for Kara. "You're so lucky! Part vampire and able to eat. I dragged my husband all over town when we first moved here." The dryad said, leaning on the island. She propped herself on her elbows, linked her hands, and rested her chin them.<br/><br/>Lyrata waved her hand at Kara's worry of making an idiot of herself. "You could dance on the table and belt off-key show tunes and my husband and I would think you an angel after what you did tonight."<br/><br/>And for what Kara had done, Lyrata was more than happy to answer her question and give information.<br/><br/>"Dryads are a type of nymph. Nymphs are generally neutral in the Lore - we don't take sides and sit out the Accessions as best we can. We live in coveys that fit our, hmm, shall we say affinity? There are nymphs of air, clouds, water, stone, trees . . . all of these things have a type of nymph to watch over them. We can hide in our element. It makes us wonderful eavesdroppers. Dryads are the nymphs of trees. We watch over them, protect them, and we can heal them. But also hide behind them. Some of us have the ability to teleport between trees we have visited." Lyrata explained. "And of course, well, nymphs are a fairly hedonistic species. We love sex. Love, love, love it. With anyone willing. Some look on how willing nymphs are to take any pleasure with any partner that catches their eye at any time they feel they urge as a downside and they slut shame us hard. But nymph coveys are neutral grounds that are never lacking in visitors. Very few are willing to violate the neutrality of the nymph coveys. When they do, they're banned from all of them and are an enemy of all nymphs. And there's a lot of males very eager to get into the good graces," Lyrata wriggled her eyebrows suggestively, "of all nymphdom by offing our enemies."<br/><br/>She stood and stretched her arms over her head. "Of course, I'm loyal to my husband. My days of free love are over and I only regret that I did not find my man sooner." She looked over at Kara. "But ah, you don't think that of me! It's so nice to see that." Lyrata said with genuine affection for the young blond. "You're young yet, and you don't have the prejudices of the Lore imprinted on you. It must be wonderful to be able to see everyone as they are, and not as your elders condition you to." The woman looked wistful.<br/><br/>"I almost let prejudice keep me from my husband. Vampires have a bad reputation with nymphs. We're not as hardy as some other species of the Lore. A vampire with a mind to could drink a nymph to death. Several have. It hasn't endeared them." Lyrata hugged herself and shook her head to ward off the memories of past obstacles. She did not want to dwell on them when there was so much potential in the future.<br/><br/>"I'm so happy and so grateful that you spoke up like you did, Kara." The dryad told the young woman with unrestrained emotion. "I love my husband, but I'm not blind to his flaws. He needed this, and I could never read your mate well enough to get either of them to this point." She smiled.