<hr/><div align="center"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: courier;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 20pt;"><strong>Game Master</strong></span></span></div><hr/><div align="center">(http://imgur.com/1z9STnl.jpg)<br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Andale Mono;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 8pt;"><strong>Akamobi, Lotan’s Oak</strong></span></span></div><br/><div class="floatleft">(http://imgur.com/iF4s9c9.jpg)<br/><div align="center"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Andale Mono;"><strong>Lotan Candur</strong></span></div></div><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;">Initially the tree-like being seems almost overwhelmed by its own thoughts and the barrage of questions coming it way. Yziie’s simple word hold and washes over him, complimenting Lana’s original attempt to restore him - however hardly doing enough. At which point Lana reaches out again to surge more powerful magics into him, a generosity that Lotan is loathe to reject at this time. He watches as the white hue takes to his bark and pulses through him restoring him more completely in a single burst than both previous attempts combine. While after this twin use of healing magics Lotan doesn’t look at his peak, he certainly looks much better. With the magic mending his wounds and closing them he slowly pulls himself t o his full seven foot height and stands before the group. His movements are slow and deliberate, non-hostile. For a creature of his size and girth you might even call them delicate. At first it looks as if he’s going to answer some of the questions that have been asked - or perhaps inject more of his own - but quickly his head snaps to attention when Yziie begins playing a tune that <em>everyone</em> here can recognize. It’s far from a perfect representation of the seemingly mystical tune that you heard before ending up here, but it hits all the right notes to be unmistakably that song.<br/><br/>Lotan’s heavy head turns to the side and his eyes narrow at the flute. “How...” He murmurs in confusion - the emotion takes dominance over his features and body language. For what seemed like minutes he stood in silence contemplating the meaning of whatever he interpreted from that song, but there is no doubt that it meant something to him. A heavy cough rumbles through his wooden chest and he shakes his head, slowly - hesitantly - drawing his attention away from Yziie. “I am called Lotan, and this is my home.” He answers, spreading his attention among the group. “It is called Hyraxi, or as your kind would call it, the Emerald Grove.”<br/><br/>He raised a heavy trunk like hand to his face and stroked through the leafy beard. “I was attacked by a corruption, a festering sore on the grove itself. One that has spawned a nightmarish creature to defend it.” He answered, sourly. His attention turned at looked at the tree, “It can not follow for now, but I fear that my dear Akamobi may not be able to contain this infection for long.” The name, seemed, to be in reference to the large oak tree.<br/><br/>A sudden realization took to his features and quickly he spun back around to look at the group of them. A group of mortal men and women. His eyes widened some. “But you are not of this place, so it’s power should hold no sway over you...” He muttered, contemplatively. “Friends, I know not how you arrived here but… I must trust that if you have heard the call of the Worldsong you are not here without purpose.” He said, suddenly inspired by what he was piecing together. “I believe we may be able to help one another.”<br/><br/></span><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Rolls &amp; Notes</div><div class="spoiler_body"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Andale Mono;">Roll Result: Wispyr rolled: 3d8, adding 4 to the total<br/>Comment: Lana’s Cure Wounds (3rd) @ Lotan<br/>Result: 2, 8, 8, <br/>Total: 22<br/><br/><strong>Lana’s</strong> spell is effective, and heals <strong>Lotan</strong> for 22 points.<br/><br/>Anyone proficient in Religion or Nature may make a roll for information on “Hyraxi” / “The Emerald Grove”.<br/><br/>Anyone proficient in Arcana, Religion, or Nature may make a roll for information of “The Worldsong”.<br/></span></div></div><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">@Lyra</div><div class="spoiler_body"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Andale Mono;">Thinking back on your time in the forest you can come to the conclusion that this being is not something as simple as an Ent. Your natural attunement to the world and your experience with nature tell you that this being is actually <em>of</em> Kiur. You sense powerful natural magics surrounding it, far greater than any creature you’ve encountered before.</span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;">Please make an additional nature check. Your first check covers the sort of ruling out what it is not, but as you reach in and ‘feel’ more about it, you try to dig into what it might possibly be. After hearing the creature's name this check can be made with advantage.</span><br/></div></div><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">@Yziie</div><div class="spoiler_body">Just as a quick point of reference the flute play was made as an intelligence check, due to her trying to recall and compose the song from memory. Between your roll and his insight the meaning of what you were trying to play was successfully gathered.<br/></div></div><br/><br/><hr/><div align="center"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: courier;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 20pt;"><strong>Game Master</strong></span></span></div><hr/><br/><br/>