"I see... but I still don't understand. Why would they come after me? I don't get involved in the quarrels of gods or mortals, if I can help it..." She stops for a moment, then leans her head back up and looks at you. "But you do. Do you think..."<br/><br/>The dryad scoots forward and turns a bit, shifting so she can look you eye to eye.<br/><br/>"What if they knew you would come to me?"