<div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Status</div><div class="spoiler_body">Profane Gift (Telepathic link to Ishtar, +2 Dex)<br/><br/>Spells remaining: 7 of 7 1st, 6 of 6 2nd, 4 of 4 3rd, 1 of 1 from bonded object.  Uses of bow left: 3 of 3.<br/>Quiver: 10 common arrows, 10 silvered, 9 cold iron, 2 Tangleshot, 5 adamantine arrows, 2 greater hushing arrows, 11 +1 Dragon Bane, 1 Rayne's Resumption, 10 Holy<br/>     (pack: 25 common, 5 silvered, 9 cold iron, 1 tangleshot, 5 adamantine, 5 +1 Dragon Bane, 8 Holy arrows)<br/></div></div><br/>Rayne inhaled loudly - the nymph's beauty, even as a reflected image, was hard to fathom.  Combined with the voice, it would be so easy to be drawn in ... perhaps it was fortunate Rayne had given in to her own pleasure last night; if she had still felt lingering effects of the Shadow's touch, she might not have resisted temptation now.  But resist she did, and listened.  A corrupted druid within the Blighted Wood, follow a trail connected to mushroom rings somehow - Raelynne thought immediately of fairy rings - this sounded like something she would be pleased to do.  Yes, she had another quest, but the aid of a nymph would surely be a big help, and Rayne was naturally inclined to oppose the darkness at every opportunity.<br/><br/>She bowed lower, and just said "lady" once more, in acknowledgement - but the nymph was already half-vanished in the water.  Rayne stared a while longer, then kneeled at the side of the pool, cupped water in her palm, and sipped it.  Crisp and pure, very good... and she felt the so-welcome surge as her strength returned.  She practically bounced up, then drew Dixon closer, and stooped to encourage him to drink.  When she looked up, the clearing had changed, and their new path was clear.<br/><br/>"Well Dixon, it looks like we have another task ahead of us - a good one, in a bad place."  She retrieved her pack, then began to lead the restored griffon away.  "I think we won't fly just yet..." until they were well clear of the little clearing, she would not fly, would not even get dressed properly.  But once she judged they were in "ordinary" woods again, Rayne dove into her pack to fish out her armour - removing the "bra" as it didn't fit properly beneath her chain shirt.   But she stopped herself from discarding it, throwing it into her pack instead, just in case!<br/><br/>A little more organizing - two arrows from the pack replaced two used from her quiver - and she was ready to go.  She sprang up into Dixon's saddle, and guided him toward the Blighted Wood.  Hopefully there would be a trailhead to follow ... maybe one she could spot from the air.  She would check the periphery of the wood, looking for a fairy-ring or other likely sign - then she'd have to go on foot to follow the trail, no doubt.<br/><br/><br/>