"While passing information might be interesting, I fear I have little of earthly knowledge and the whispers of the forest would fall to deaf ears among scholars. I do, however, think that your song might be of interest among the right people here. As for the offer to come and visit here more, now that could help out in a variety of ways. It is more than I would ask for a single lock of hair though." Her tone was serious at this. "You can have the lock of hair by performing the song to what is honestly the best of your ability. No need to be embarrassed, with life experiences like having seen a faun try and make a lovesong about an empty bottle of wine and a slice of cheese you can't do that badly." She smirked a bit teasingly.<br/><br/>"Its best not to offer the fae more than something is truly worth, a strong commitment may lead you into trouble. You come before me with humbleness I think deserves that consideration. With that said..." She reached to her hair, and whispered something. Shard of sharp stone suddenly appeared in her fingers and using it like a knife she sliced a small lock of hair free, humming as she swiftly tied it to a simple knot before holding it out.<br/><br/>Softer than finest silk, lighter by at least half to what a human or elven hair would be, the seelie nature could be felt within the lock of hair.