The halfling nods seriously.<br/><br/>"Don't worry, Elf. I won't leave you hanging in the wind." The little woman smiles and shakes her head. Even she seems a bit flustered by the appearance of your naked "fey" form. "Damned faeries, I tell you. I find myself feeling little pangs of jealousy at your appearance, even when I know your true form..."<br/><br/>The halfling smiles and motions for you to wait, while she ducks down one of the side paths... and then it's showtime.<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Like Lissu said, the mere sight of a dryad in all her pure glory is more than enough to provide an ample "distraction" for the guards. As you approach, it's only a matter of time before they step away from the gate and their post, walking towards you slowly, cautiously... but with their curiosity and desire burning in their eyes.<br/><br/>"I... wha?" The first guard- a half-orc wielding a heavy looking hammer- stammers as he attempts to process your question. Thankfully, he seems to be more brawn than brains... at least, that's the feeling you get when you listen to him stammer fruitlessly.<br/><br/>The other guard- a human with a sword and buckler at his side- seems to be a bit more in control... and a bit more prone to giving in to his desire. He's already preening and posturing, even as he starts to speak.<br/><br/>"Well, ma'am..." He responds, elbowing his partner in the shoulder. "I like to think I'm a handsome enough fellow, if I may say so myself. And Krush here... well, he's got the body for it, at least. Just put a bag on his head, and you're good to go..."<br/><br/>Over their shoulders, you can see the halfling approaching... slowly, quietly, and low to the ground, kind of like a cat stalking her prey. As she nears, she gives you a pointed look... and turns her eyes fleetingly towards the human, before turning her attention to the half-orc. A sign?<br/><br/>"And what... ah... would you be needing these gentlemen for, m'lady of the forest?"