Elda looked at Beowulf and nodded, handing over the fuzz ball with a smile. "Isn't he the most adorable little thing you ever saw?" With the call from Sinthorn Elda looks up and around for the thing he is speaking of.<br/><br/>------------<br/><br/>The Alraune calls to Sinthorn as he runs off. "P-Please, Mr. Adventurer! Just a moment of your time is all I ask! Don't leave, me! It's oh so lonely!" The Alraune goes forward but reaches the end of her vine and stops sixty feet from where she started. "I only wish to speak with you, Mr. Adventurer!" The Alraune looks angry but then comes to realization. She sinks under the level and into visibility of the party, perhaps eighty feet away from them. "You have friends! Hello, over there! Please come speak with me! I have been so long without talking to anyone! Please keep me company Adventurers!"<br/><br/>((Everybody roll sense motive!!!))