The robin led Rayne into the trees, deeper and deeper into the forest until she finally reached the end of a path in the middle of nowhere. At this point the bird flew off into the trees, leaving Rayne and Dixon alone in the middle of the woods. The way ahead was obvious... the path meandered between the trunks of ancient trees too thick for Rayne or even two Raynes to wrap their arms around. Though there was no wind, the branches seemed to move of their own volition, opening the way ahead while blocking off the sides of the path, leaving her only one choice onwards. Grandmotherly faces in the wood appeared and disappeared, watching her progress - dryads, if she had to guess.<br/><br/>They finally reached a clearing in which sat a pool of crystal clear water, a perfect mirror reflecting the treeline and sky above. A tall stone stood at the edge of the clearing, writing engraved on it. It was in Elven; the meaning streamed into her mind as she read the flowing script.<br/><br/><em>Heroes brought here by birdcall,<br/>With heads raised high, standing tall,<br/>Now is the time to recall,<br/>Pride goeth before a fall.</em><br/><br/>As she finished reading, a delicate feminine figure began to rise from the water, rivulets of water running down perfect curves and unblemished naked skin. Its shape most resembled an elf, but its beauty was otherworldly, even painful to look at  - literally so, as Rayne felt an ache in her kinds, the kind one got from looking at a too-bright light.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">If Rayne has her head up</div><div class="spoiler_body">Too late, Rayne recognized it as a nymph, but in doing so she had already dared to gaze upon the fey beauty. Her vision began to turn to featureless white...<br/><br/>(Make a DC 21 Fortitude save or be blinded!)<br/></div></div><br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">If Rayne has bowed her head</div><div class="spoiler_body">All this Rayne saw through the mirror-like surface of the pool, having managed to avoid looking at the nymph directly. A good thing too - their beauty could literally blind those who dared look at them directly!<br/></div></div><br/><br/>She spoke in a voice oozing sexuality, that could have given a succubus a run for her money. "Oh hero, wherefore have thou come? One boon I shall grant thee, if thou art willing the price to pay."