Tehr was actually glad to be afoot and leading Blondie when the path grew rough.  While he was sure that mother dryad and the other fey understood humanity's use of horses as beasts of burden, it probably was better off not to remind them of their subservient role.  Especially when approaching as somewhat of a petitioner to the fey creatures, it might be seen as haughty or ignoble to ride in on a horse's back.  Tehr was doing this because he had the best of intentions, and even appearing superior to the forest Fey was the last thing he wanted.  Tehr was expecting to find Mother Dryad, but was somewhat surprised to stumble upon a small gathering of fey creatures, including one green skinned one that he could not identify.<br/><br/>As mother dryad turned and addressed him,<em>"Oh! I see a familiar face has chosen to return! I must admit I had not sensed your presence in the surroundings, but I admit my mind has been on... other matters."</em>he dropped to one knee, bowing to the mother of the wood in a manner similar to that which he would the queen herself.<br/><br/><strong>"As I promised I would return, mother Dryad," </strong>he said rising with a genuine smile on his face.  He let this smile cover all four of the fey, but carefully kept his eyes from making direct contact with the nymph.  She had shown him no malice before, but he knew of her power, and also knew of his personal flaws when it came to lust and beauty.  So politely keeping her at the periphery of his vision was probably the wisest thing he could do unless she commanded his attention.<strong> "I hope I am not interrupting your gathering, and in fact I must admit my  companion and I were best upon by a rampaging owlbear on our journey here.  With my magic, in self defense, I did have to slay the beast.  But forgive me!  I am a beast myself for not introducing my companion."</strong><br/><br/>He gestured to Lady Rosalyn,<strong> "Lady Rosalyn d'Caelor, nobility of the elvish peoples from Wales to the west, this is Mother Dryad, and the beautiful fey creature whose beauty is so difficult to even comprehend is Riversong."</strong>He felt that a little flattery for the nymph might make up for the fact that he was trying to avoid gazing directly at her,<strong>"though you'll forgive me, for I do not know the other two lovely creatures in attendance."</strong>