Her eyes scanning the area, Erillia realized that she had plunged headlong into the lair of this plant woman, her chance at finding something useful was nil.  She could try to escape back the way she came, but doubtlessly the path would now be full of the vines that closed in on her as she ran in this direction and only the luck of the gods themselves would see her free.  Diplomacy seemed the wisest choice, though she knew she was coming from a place of little to no strength.  But on the other hand, running hadn't gotten her very far as of yet.<br/><br/><strong>"A lost traveler, how.... appropriate." </strong>The woman mused tapping one green finger across her jaw.<strong>"Those who find there way here are certainly lost.  But there is more to you.  Normally my vines capture tasty prey like you and place their seed inside the travelers before turning them loose.  Thus my influence spreads.  But it is very rare that anyone makes it past so many of my guardians to treat with me personally.  Tell me why you have come into my lair, for I do not believe you made it this far simply by accident.  So tell me why you are here and what it is you want, and I'll consider letting you go free for only a minor price.  Displease me and I'll keep you here as a plaything until I tire of you.  But be warned, few people have the patience of plants."</strong><br/><br/>She grinned evilly as vines twined about her legs and ankles slowly before diving back into the dirt at her feet.