As you walk closer, a strange "numb" sensation rolls across your body... and Perlivash's tiny claws dig into your shoulders.<br/><br/>"Lethe water..." The dragon growls, almost at the exact same moment that you realize what the dirty looking liquid is. Even Tyg's normally bright outlook seems to dim a little at that.<br/><br/>Of course, this is going to be a problem... the waters of Lethe don't just cause temporary memory loss, but actually erase years at a time from their victim's memory. And, as Perlivash informs you in hushed tones, this creek is the "feeder" for a good deal of the forest... including the Dryad Ring itself.<br/><br/>"I do not know how resistant the Dryads are to this kind of magic... but it seems the imps have dumped gallons of the damned water into the creek." The faerie dragon sighs and turns his head to look at you. "I don't suppose you have any ideas?"