<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/PAl5eEo.jpg)</div><br/><strong>Name:</strong>Drip Hazelfuff (https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=2536081)<br/><strong>HP:</strong>21/21 -<strong>AC:</strong>15<strong>Spells:</strong>lv.1 - 4/4  lv.2 - 2/2<strong>BI:</strong>3/3<br/><strong>Effects:</strong>instrument of illusions: tiny illusions playing out the lyrics of the song<br/><strong>Actions:</strong>Diplomacy: 18 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=157067)<br/><hr/><br/>"...on the other side of the road I see a child. parents nowhere to be found sobbing running wild..." (https://youtu.be/q1U1WiRyROI?t=96) a sweetly melodic voice suddenly echoed through the cave, as if fading in midsentence. It belonged to a serene and beautiful satyr by the name of Drip Hazelfluff, who was sat on a nearby rock casually plucking away at his lyre as he sang. As he strummed the strings a swirling scene played out around him, a tiny, almost puppet-like figure made of colored smoke trotted around in circles, miming out the story of the song: a deceptively upbeat tale of a timid traveler yearning for home. His eyes were tightly closed as he performed, clearly deep in focus, apparently unaware that he had been completely uprooted from the campsite of the caravan he had been traveling with, no longer playing to an audience of awestruck children, but instead a much more mysterious, and perhaps insidious, crowd.<br/><br/>It wasn't until the mysterious figure called out to them that Drip opened his eyes, the sudden change of scenery hitting him all at once as he stumbled back in startled surprise, sent bowling through his own illusory play, the magical smoke dissipating in a puff of wind, "Wha-wha-what the devils is going on here!? Where am I? Where is this? Who are you!? Did Ophelia send you?" he exclaimed, eyes darting around at the crowd of unfamiliar faces. The man in the robe began to go into a spiel that said much but didn't actually explain anything, prompting Drip to leap to his feet and point an accusing finger at him, "Oh no no no, I didn't get abducted to a magic cave just to get hit with a bunch of vagueries and hero talk. Explain yourself, preferably with words and sentences that actually mean something"