<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/FCOFLHp.jpg?1)</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, Jon, and Candi. <br/><strong>Wearing:</strong> Normal clothes for an artist. (https://i.imgur.com/yVRQ0ZH.jpg) <br/><hr/><hr/>Ishmael simply gave Kyoko a blank stare as she tried to explain herself a little. He wasn't sure if she was nervous or if her style of being playful was just... unique to his but either way she was proving to be a strange person to be around. He decided to let her off the hook - for now anyway. Any further exchange between them was halted as Jon decided to break the small amount of tension by just waltzing up to the corrupt adventurer and proceeded to molest her just like it was just like he was taking a casual stroll to a store. The half-elf simply let out a sigh and shook his head at the priest's words; it made part of him wonder if Jon really was a man of the church and he was now regretting asking to have more knowledge about his faith and practices. That was until he saw him heal the woman before them. Well.. Kind of. It soon became apparent that he had jumped the gun and judged Jon too quickly. He reminded himself to be more open-minded since everything he was experiencing right now was unknown territory and it was his choice to walk this path. Ishmael raised a curious eyebrow as the woman went from thrashing in pain to begging to be fucked. He could see the appeal she would have to any gender given how she put on quite the interesting display of her most generous parts. However, he wasn't interested in her invite but more how Jon's healing magic seemed to trigger the transformation. Had something gone wrong? or was she too far gone for his magic to work properly? Ishmael would definitely ask once this was over.<br/><br/>As he eyed the adventurer he stepped back as she began to sneeze. Thankfully he was a distance away enough to not get caught in the small sneezy fit that ended up spraying Jon and Xie. He hoped that whatever was sneezed onto them wouldn't cause issues but only time would tell. But his concern was pulled away from them for a moment as the hostess of the forest made herself known. The half-breed couldn't help but admire her unique beauty but hid an amused smirk as some of the plants showed that they weren't just lewd by appearance. Perhaps if she wasn't in charge of this place they may have ravaged her just like the rumours claimed, instead they chose to openly "appreciate" her form like many males likely would. His head tilted to the side slightly as she walked closer to them, curious as to her intentions. Given the tales about this place, he was surprised to see someone welcoming like this, yet he was slightly guarded. Not as much as the rest of the group but enough that he would be able to act if he had to. <br/> Before he could exchange pleasantries it would seem that some of the party members were ready to shoot first and ask questions later. Ishmael simply eyed the crystal and the cursed woman that Moxie had pointed out for a moment before shifting his gaze back to the dryad. His elvish ears picked up the rustling of the flora but he paid no mind as it seemed the other party members were already more alert than he. Then again he was more of a talker than a fighter and it was clear this woman wanted to open negotiations with them. He sighed as Kyoko made sense for a second... until she decided to just hand the woman over to the lady of the forest. She understood her logic since the lady had claimed that the victim was a fellow sister. However, she had been human before the curse took her. So how he belonged them had him curious. Was Moxie correct in saying that something had caused this? <br/> Before he could return the dryad's playful greeting most of the group were ready to attack as it became clear that their hostess had not come alone. It wasn't really surprising given how wild the anus was. That and most places usually had tribes or villages of some sort, at least in his experience.<br/><br/><strong>"Whoa, whoa, whoa. We all need to take a deep breath and calm down!"</strong> Ishmael quickly put himself between the two sides. They had barely left the lift and he didn't want them to dive into too much trouble; even if Jon had taunted them about their hesitation moments before. <strong>"Could you ask your friends to stand down, please? Mine are... a bit on edge since we have just arrived and are a little out of our familiar zone."</strong> He then looked to the rest of his group and motioned them to stand down a little. From his experience when someone was opening dialogue without an outright attack like this it usually meant they wanted to negotiate rather than jump to violence right off the bat and he was determined to have this situation go as smoothly as possible.<br/><br/>As the half-breed waited for anyone to respond he showed no sign of letting up and continued to look to his comrades, hoping that they would see sense and not act so rashly... especially Moxie. He then looked to the dryad and hoped she would respond in kind and have her group show that they had no intent on harming them. <br/><br/></td></tr></tbody></table>