The dagger-dare's head spins as Tamara starts to shake him, and eventually he just sort of... goes with it, letting his body fall into hers so that his head clanks loudly against the pauldron of her armor.<br/><br/>"Owchchch!"<br/><br/>He tries to straighten himself out, he really does... but the whole world seems to be spinning, and he just feels so damned mellow. The greatest buzz in the history of buzzes, without that sudden annoying need to unload everything he's eaten for the past 24 hours.<br/><br/>"I... I<em>like</em>it here, Tam-ra." For the first time since they've accepted this job, the rogue gives his partner a genuine, honest-to-goodness smile. A drunk smile, perhaps, a smile nonetheless. "C'mon... what say you come sit with me over against that tree, an' I can-"<br/><br/>Whatever he "can" do, however, is lost on Tamara... because while her partner rambles and stutters in his almost-stupefied state, the flower behind them starts to shift, petals twisting and turning on themselves until the bloom is completely open... revealing the creature inside.<br/><br/>"Humans..." One voice made of many rings out from the woman in the center of the flower, and the stem starts to bend... down, down to the earth, so that the woman's feet can rest on the soft grass. "Come to me, humans... Come and join my paradise..."<br/><br/>Lukas' mad ramblings to his partner cease as the woman's<em>suggestion</em>takes hold, and he finds himself turning and appraising this new woman for the first time... and being immediately blown away by the beauty of the First World.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button"> Mechanics</div><div class="spoiler_body">DC 16 Will Save ignores the woman's beckoning. </div></div>