<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/J3dv79Z.jpg)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Name:</strong> Ishmael Laethalseer (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=276392.msg13585516#msg13585516)<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong> Moxie, Xia, Kyoko, and Jon. <br/><strong>Wearing:</strong> Normal clothes for an artist. (https://i.imgur.com/yVRQ0ZH.jpg) <br/><hr/><hr/>Ishmael was pleasantly surprised as the leader decided to give him a cute pet name and confirmed that he had been right to try and engage in dialogue with them. However, it didn't stop him feeling a small pang of guilt and couldn't bear to watch as his former teammates were taken by the dryad tribesmen upon the simple click of her fingers. He softly closed his eyes and turned away as they threw insults that he knew he deserved, yet refused to acknowledge given his anger at that moment in time. Right now he was still angry with them and just wanted to get through this forest as quick and safe as possible. He knew what he did went against all his principles yet he felt there was no other option considering how outnumbered they were. <br/> <br/>Upon the offer of elder dryad's hand, he gently took it and stepped over Jon and the former adventuress as he went to her side. He then stiffened slightly as she took him by surprise when she casually hooked her arm with his but soon relaxed as he got used to the taller woman next to him. Now he was much closer to her she seemed even more alluring than when he was across the way from her. Had he been heterosexual he definitely wouldn't be able to resist her constant offers of sex and would likely stand to attention when very soft breasts pushed against them. But Ishmael wasn't the type to simply give in to hormones, despite the fact he was male. For him, the situation wasn't anywhere near appropriate to perform such acts. <br/> The half-breed let out a small sigh as Jon and the "sister" of the forest continued to make out like newlyweds, regardless of what was going on around them. Not that it bothered him. If anything he was used to such sights and worse considering some of the deeds his tribe had to do from time to time. But his attention was drawn more to the leader once more as she mentioned the book. Something no one had gone out of their way to talk about before and to say he was excited would be an understatement. However, while her words were laced with gentle kindness he knew to keep on the side of caution. The dryad leader had shown that she was very much like mother nature herself. Gentle and kind yet dangerous when provoked. <br/><br/><strong>"I do not know anything about this book apart from the fact that my tribe elder came upon it when she was just a youngling... from a patron I believe."</strong> Ishmael told her, as they slowly talked down the trail. <strong>"On our travels, we have had people look at it but no one has been able to decipher it. However, on my own travels, I was told by someone to come here because I might be able to find someone who could help me."</strong> He briefly looked behind and made sure to be wary of their surroundings. Afterall, they were heading down a darkening path that was unknown. <strong>"I will be more than happy to provide you with my services. However, I must warn you that I might pronounce some things wrong... unless you wish to teach me a little first?"</strong> He then stopped for a moment as a realisation hit him. <strong>"But before that... may I ask your name?"</strong><br/></td></tr></tbody></table><br/>