Gazing upon him curiously at the time the mother dryad listened to his words and offered a warm smile in return to his own, along with the stated promise of return being fulfilled. There was a short chuckle from the nymph but not a word spoken at the time, even as he sought to keep her at that periphery. The words that followed explaining about their arrival was met with a small surprise as evident by the worried glance from Riversong and the mother dryad, the pixie seemingly awakening little by little, raising her head slightly as well, while the green skinned woman stood quiet other than a raised brow.<br/><br/><strong>"Our gathering has lasted for a while now and anything of importance has been agreed upon before, so worry not on that. As for the owlbear, it is a sad truth that while they may be children of the wilds in a way they have been affected by the blind rage their creator once sought to give them in order to turn them into weapons. Yet they are just as violent to one another. Slaying such a beast allows the rest of the nature to survive better, so you have our thanks. The other two are likely to move on soon, for they are weaker and the one closest to us must have been the one you've met for the trace of the other two has grown fainter for a few days already."</strong>There was an amused expression on her face as Riversong was quick to add her thoughts.<strong>"You are lucky to not arrive under the cover of night however, for your life would have been more at risk as I took my time bathing before the meeting could take place, and splashing enough that I might have drawn attention."</strong>She smirked jokingly, before looking at Rosalyn as she was being introduced as well.<br/><br/><strong>"Welcome and well met,"</strong>Riversong spoke in a friendly tone and glanced at mother Dryad who chuckled in a warm fashion as well and bowed her head as well.<strong>"It has been a while since we have heard of the elves of the western reach. I would be glad to talk with you later as well, so you too are welcome to the clearing here later as well as long as you bring no violence with you.</strong>Her tone was kept light but there was something in her eyes that seemed to convey the message that the warning was a serious one.<br/><br/><strong>"As for our other guests here, well..."</strong>Riversong started before halting, casting a look at the green woman who seemed more amused by the situation than anything else, in turn casting a look at the mother dryad who seemed to consider how to answer him, for a moment..<strong>"Our guest here is a member of the Hunt, from the otherworld of Annwn, and one of the trackers from that realm. What she is after is a hunt best left unsaid, as it concerns matters that are best left unspoken."</strong>The mother dryad spoke in a serious fashion, before brushing a finger along the small pixie's head, seemingly ruffling her wild tangle of brown hair atop the tan, lithe figure only modestly curved, like an athlete's body with only modest perky bust on the tiny thing, along with gossamer-thin wings like those on a dragonfly. Smiling to her and then looking over at Tehr the mother dryad spoke again to continue her introductions.<br/><br/><strong>"This is Tia, she is one of the pixie that lost their home to the rampaging beast before when it tore down a <em>hometree.</em> Tia, with your permission?"</strong>The dryad asked the small pixie who did not speak but seemed to convey a message by a few small handsigns, earning a smile from the mother dryad again.<strong>"There has been a piece of treasure the pixie have hidden from the sight of mortal men and women in the past, but in helping to remove the owlbear a bit of boon is owed, even if the favor done took place before the asking. If you would be willing to accept it then Tia would show you the way, once we are done here, though I take it you had more in mind than to aid us in a problem you knew not when you arrived, or to introduce us to this charming lady as pleasant as it is to meet with our distant cousins."</strong>The mother dryad smiled a bit as Roselyn whispered quietly near Tehr.<br/><br/><strong>"Master Tehr, Annwn is... spoken of as Paradise, but its ruler, Arawn, is considered a wise king by some... and yet known as 'Death-Lord' by others. Granted, the second translations are attributed to scholars affiliated with the church but it still bears to remember."</strong>Roselyn did not seem afraid of the fey but there was a tension present in her, although more so towards the green woman than the others.<strong>"I still can't say <em>what</em> she is though."</strong>She added the last bit in more of a whisper though.