Devaguea glanced at the Nixie, but addressed the lumberjack first. "There isn't a city there YET, but will be a few months. Clearing a site around the ruin for the city is a difficult endeavor, especially since we lack specialists to help move the unnecessary lumber. Now, if you would mind moving back about... oh, sixty feet, I will get your men free."<br/><br/>He waited for the not enspelled lumberjacks to move back before approaching the fae and lying down about ten feet from her. "My name is Devaguea, what is yours?"<br/><br/>Once she answered, he gave her a elegant bow, before lying back down. "Now, I understand your disdain for the men, but hurting them makes you a threat, especially as they are agreeing to leave. Does hurting these two do anything to help keep the rest of the trees safe? What I wanted to talk to you about was why there are so few fae in these woods, and see if you were interested in helping my druids and rangers in keeping the forest healthy despite what my people will need from it. I was hoping to build a small city out here, and am willing to offer to make your lake and trees a sacred grove in the city, but not if you are so willing to threaten people."<br/><br/>He let her think for a moment, before purring softly. "A little mercy today to help ensure the forest trees that are taken are the ones that SHOULD be taken. After all, the druids I employ are still mortal, and won't have your expertise or experience with knowing what the trees desire."<br/><br/>diplomacy 31 (+15)