The dryad smiles graciously at your compliment, but waits until you have asked your question to respond.<br/><br/>"Burning berries?" She thinks for a second, and then looks back at you after making sense of the translation. "Oh... I know the berries you speak of. They grow in a patch about six miles north of here."<br/><br/>She swings her arm to point in that direction, her eyes distant as if she is actually looking at the patch. Once she confirms that this is in fact the same berry that you're talking about, she turns back to you.<br/><br/>"They are plentiful in the patch, and will not be harmed if you take a sapling. And provided that the grower is attentive, the sapling should thrive. Though most treeless tend to avoid growing them in their... what do you call them... gardens? Because they attract spiders. But, to answer your first question: Yes, you may take a sapling of burning berries."<br/><br/>She holds up one finger and looks into your eyes. "I have answered one question. I owe you one more answer, before I may ask again of you."