"Perhaps you are of the forest...but you are here without permission. You are not of the Holy Orders, and should not be intruding into this place." A voice came softly from the tree, but deep and vibrant. From the tree stepped a woman with tanned skin, faint whorls to her flesh giving the impression of wood rings. Her eyes were deep green, and her hair was the bright green of new shoots, hanging down her back in a billowing wave. She wore no clothing, and her nipples were dark and set atop modest breasts. Her trim body looked more elfin than human, but the only oddity to her figure was just below her navel, an hourglass shaped red mark. The dryad smiled slightly, asking softly. "So, why have you come here, mortal?"