Invoking my<strong>Bardic Lore</strong>to ask, what is generally desired by creatures like this? That is, I’d rather try to talk than fight and want to know if there is something I know that I could reasonably offer as a bargain.<br/><hr/><br/><div class="floatleft">(http://drive.google.com/uc?export=view&amp;id=0B7qT0sYksmzhcGNKRFh0cUVmcHc)</div>Even though Lynn’s efforts to mimic her seem odd to the bard, Lorelei doesn’t react badly. The sight partially flattering to her as it is unsettling. The noticeable flicker that passes through Lynn’s body elicits a smile but she doesn’t talk and merely listens. She doesn’t wave off or move away from Lynn as their bodies nearly press together, looking down as black inky fingers move over her belly only finally commenting on mentioning repenting, “I’m glad to hear you say that. ”<br/><br/>Lorelei nods, looking to the mountains as she rises to her feet. Starting to bound across the beach in long strides only to halt quickly, kicking up stand at Lynn’s warning, “What is it? What do you mean like you?” Although she didn’t have to wait for any explanation as the beast of water rises from the tide, a magnificent sight to behold to her. Having heard of creatures that exist from raw elements, she turned to face it. Looking over the newcomer even as it threatened and smashed a dent in the sand.<br/><br/>Inhaling she takes a step forward, hand moving away from her blade to hold her hands up looking non-threatening. Oh, what she wouldn’t give for her friends right now but at the moment it is just her and Lynn. And she wasn’t sure if Lynn could do anything against a monster such as this, “Oh Guardian of the sea, we are merely lost travellers looking to go home. Our,” she pauses trying to figure out how to explain it, “realm is gone and had no choice but to cast out to sea where we arrived here. Please allow us passage, we did not mean to intrude.”