"Hmm...well, we shall see here..." The dryad seemed to focus on Kiarra, her eyes going from a warm green to a glowing red, like a fire within. She set her hands on Kiarra's shoulders, looking her in the eye...and then the light faded, and she frowned.<br/><br/>"No, you are<em>not</em>a water priestess, silly girl. I can sense the touch of one of my corrupted sisters upon you, but no magic of one of the Temples." The dryad scolded, shaking her head. "Yes, you have some mastery of natural magic, but if you go in as you are, you will not be able to return! Now, tell me, what is it that you are<em>actually</em>doing here?"<br/><br/>Her fingers had slowly found the base of Kiarra's neck, and were ever-so-gently stroking the skin there, almost unconsciously.