<div class="floatleft">(https://orig00.deviantart.net/20d7/f/2018/026/e/e/ee2c71cad0c05ebee810023aa6cd7af8-dc17vvo.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Artorius Inglefell<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>This (https://78.media.tumblr.com/a0481c8f5749ecb925fed2a6be5a978c/tumblr_ou56onXDEz1w169g0o1_1280.jpg)<br/><strong>HP:</strong>120 / 120<br/><strong>Mink HP:</strong>60 / 60<br/><strong>AC:</strong>34 (+2 / Evil)<strong>Touch:</strong>16 (+2 / Evil)<strong>Flat Footed:</strong>31 (+2 / Evil)<strong>CMD:</strong>32 (+2 / Evil)<br/><strong>Resistance:</strong>Acid, Cold, Electricity 5<br/><strong>Fort:</strong>+10 (+2 / Evil)<strong>Ref:</strong>+8 (+2 / Evil)<strong>Will:</strong>+11 (+2 / Evil, Compulsion, Charm, +3 / Fear)<br/><strong>Initiative:</strong>+5<br/><strong>Perception:</strong>+20 (+4 Alertness)<br/><strong>Senses:</strong>Darkvision 60ft, Lifesense 30ft<br/><strong>Spells Remaining:</strong>8 / 8 x 1st, 7 / 8 x 2nd, 7 / 8 x 3rd, 7 / 7 x 4th, 5 / 5 x 5th<br/><strong>Channel Energy Remaining / Dice:</strong>8 / 6d6<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Ah. So, apparently Dryad's - or at the very least,<em>this</em>Dryad - were not exactly figurative creatures. He guessed that made sense - trees were not exactly subtle creatures either - though he was not going to make any assumptions about the race based on just this one poor woman. She had obviously been trapped down in the dungeon for far, far too long, so he wouldn't be surprised if she simply did not know about metaphors and whatnot just from having nobody to talk to. Or, as she said, it could be her lack of a grasp on his language. If he thought he could burn the spell slot, he might well have cast Tongues to communicate better, but...well, he didn't imagine he'd be there for very long, in any case, and he'd already needed at least two or three of his spells to get through unscathed. He had a feeling he would need all of the slots he could spare. In any case, seeing her sudden heartbreak and despair...it made him physically<em>ill.</em>He hated seeing people in such distress, he hated seeing people so...so broken and terrified. And the fact that it was just his question, just his asking for her name...did she not remember her own name?<br/><br/>Gods Above. No wonder she'd put on a brave face earlier, when she tried to lure him back; she had to, or things were going to go oh so very badly for her. He frowned a little, glancing behind him towards the approaching sound of hooves on the floor, the sounds of pursuit finally having caught up to him again. He had to fly, quickly and far. How could he hide from that thing? It seemed to know exactly where he was at all times! How could he get around something that seemed to be able to sense him and follow him? That seemed so implacable? He frowned a little. The garden...if there was something that put him to sleep...could there be something else here that could help him? He turned back towards the emergent form of the Dryad, sprouting from the tree as he hovered in place, half an eye remaining trained on the direction the sounds were coming from.<strong>"My Lady,"</strong>he said quietly,<strong>"I am so...so very sorry that you have to endure such hardship."</strong>He ached to go comfort her, but...no. He wasn't that naive.<br/><br/>But still; it hurt to see such an obviously gentle creature in such pain and fear.<strong>"Is there...anything I could do to hide from the Beast? Any way I could evade whatever sense it is using to track me?"</strong>He paused for a moment.<strong>"Obviously, I wouldn't ask for free! Is there anything I...I could do for you, that might help alleviate your suffering? Something to lessen your punishment? Perhaps even free you from your confines here? It pains me to see you in such distress."</strong>And the Chained Devils...that did not sound good, in any way, shape or form. It would explain the Archon back there in the passageway, that was for certain. Suddenly, he got the feeling that Pacifists Run was a lot more than just a challenge Dungeon. But...he would consider that at a later time. Right now...he had far more pressing concerns to consider.