“I felt so,” Sir Rothos beams, “I am pleased to hear that I can count on the Maidens to restore order to me land. Now, the only question remains will you be able to restore my tracker to his senses?” he inquires hopefully, “I hope he is not lost for good, although I accept that either way the beast must still be stopped,”<br/><br/>The second time you drink Lelika follows suit, nodding her head at the wine but evidently disappointed it is not sweeter. Through the ring you can tell she is excited about this task, relishing the first opportunity to fight a wild creature since she was bought by the Temple of Loviatar. She is nervous, as she knows this is the first opportunity she will have to demonstrate her martial prowess to your, and she does not wish to disappoint. However she is confident with this foe as the forest will allow her to hide and her elven heritage will ward her mind. You notice that your apprentice is mistaken about the nature of your prey, imagining a dryad-like being: a creature whose figure is visible feminine, but whose flesh is that of wood, not the soft, paleness you have seen in drawings of nymphs.