<div class="floatleft">(https://db4sgowjqfwig.cloudfront.net/campaigns/14025/assets/457190/goddesses_of_the_nature___wallpaper_by_sanguisgelidus-d5s4nyr.jpg?1431133681)</div><strong>HP</strong>110/110 /<strong>Init</strong>+11<br/><strong>AC</strong>21 /<strong>Touch</strong>17 /<strong>Flat-Footed</strong>16 /<strong>CMD</strong>23<br/><strong>Fort</strong>23 /<strong>Ref</strong>22 /<strong>Will</strong>28<br/><strong>Perception</strong>+21 /<strong>Sense Motive</strong>+7<br/><hr/><br/>Nessessa passed the time as the letter was read by idly rummaging through the dragon's belongings, looking for something interesting to sate her boredom. If Nessessa was even listening at all, she didn't show it, not appearing to be too terribly interested or even concerned by the letter's contents. Instead, she poked Emeric on the shoulder as he passed by her in his rush to find whatever it was he was looking for, slyly smiling to him in a way that always meant trouble. "Do you see any love potions around here? I've heard rumors of such things and I would very much like to have one." Nessessa did her best to look innocent as she posed the question, trying to hide her less than noble intentions for the potion.<br/><br/>Much of the dragon's house was met with similar disinterest, with Nessessa's attention spent looking for things to do rather than whatever it was she was actually supposed to be looking for. Unfortunately for her and her waning excitement, the place was only one musty old book piled on top of another and books were one of the few human inventions beyond her understanding. It made sense for a dragon to hoard the things but how such short-lived creatures like humans found the time to sit for hours on end with their face buried in a book was absolutely baffling. It was perhaps part of their charm she supposed.<br/><br/>When the party finally arrived in the dragon's basement, Nessessa crouched down to examine the orb and its note, her eyes finally lighting up when the teleportation circle appeared. "That's more like it." Inevitably, those around her grew serious as the adventure before them and the consequences of accepting it stared them in the face. Terra's piousness was more than the water spirit had expected though, the Paladin's sudden grim nature forcing Nessessa to stifle a laugh. Dragons, fate, death - they were all equally trivial in the fey creature's eyes. The dragons had physical power, sure, but what had they ever done with it? They sit on their treasure smug in their superiority while the creatures they deemed insignificant changed the world around them. Even their newest patron Auronorex was guilty of this, taking the guise of a human alchemist and offering herbal remedies when he could have been doing so much more with the abilities he likely possessed. She too was guilty of this for the longest time, but in her short time amongst humans, Nessessa had changed; learning that inaction only invited disaster - an attitude that caused her to look upon dragons with nothing but disdain.<br/><br/>"I say let the dragons hate us. If they're so short-sighted that they value the sanctity of their little clubhouse more than the safety of every living creature, then I care little what they think." To add a weight to her words, Nessessa confidently stepped into the teleportation circle, fully mentally prepared for whatever followed without all the ceremony that the others might have needed. Death meant very little for her and the idea of a future meant even less. Her spirit was so closely tied to Golarion itself that her own personal demise would not be the end even if it meant Nessessa ceased to exist; nature would find another use for her energy and she would take another shape. She just had to make sure there was a planet left to protect.