<em>One of these days. You tend to bring with you many things for me to do, my lover...</em>Even in your mind, you can hear the mirth in the Dryad's voice. She certainly doesn't seem to hold any grudges over the fact... just a good deal of mirth.<em>But to answer your question: yes, I've bonded with the flower, and it is ready to be plucked. Gently please...</em><br/><br/>It's a delicate task, but you are able to pluck the flower to the same length as it had been before... only this time, it actually feels heavier. And even more noticeably, it practically reverberates with the magic of the fey who now calls it "home."<br/><br/><em>Now you shall be my roots...</em>the dryad whispers as you place the flower back into your braids.<br/><br/>And with that (and maybe an odd look from Tock, as she raises herself up into a sitting position that sends Lily and Kara tumbling to the ground), you're ready to start the last, short leg of your journey. With your party of lovers in tow- the thief, the fox, and the giantess- you make your way through the familiar forests, back towards Tuyan.<br/><br/><hr/><br/>It's about mid-day when you arrive back in the town... and the market is in full swing. Lily (still in her fox form) has created a sort of wrap out of Kara's blanket, but she still seems a bit... awkward... walking into town in her furry form. D'Tocka just kind of smirks around her and flexes, obviously enjoying the awe she inspires in the townsfolk. Some seem to recognize you, and others just seem... confused. But either way, no one seems in any rush to stop you and your companions, so you have freedom of choice; you could go straight for the wizard's tower, or go and collect your last lover from her job at the Drowsy Dwarf.