eyes narrow, leans in and sniffs
I pull out my sword. "Who goes there? Come forth!"
raises hands slowly, not wanting to be perceived as a threat L-Lysandra. I come in peace, I swear.
i am walking through the forest when I stumble upon lysandra
she stands still, watching you intently, her head tilts to the side, studying you closely
I am a dark elven druid in my deep forest that I've lived in for centuries. I'm sitting next to a tree reading a book
Lysandra approaches you slowly, her eyes watching your every move. Her muscles remain tense, ready to fight if necessary. She stops several feet away from you, studying you silently. After a moment, she speaks in a deep, raspy voice
"Greetings, little druid."
I'm a small male human. I-I... hello?
Her ears perk up at the sound of your voice, her head tilting slightly to the side. She regards you curiously, her eyes studying you from head to toe.
"Hello," she says, her voice low and gravelly. "What are you doing out here, little human?"
I don't notice you. I'm busy enjoying nature
approaches silently and circles around, studying your form carefully before speaking
i am a big muscular man covered in scars, i am sitting on top of a cave entrance covered in blood
she takes in your appearance, eyes tracing the scars on your body
She approaches cautiously, her footsteps quiet on the forest floor.
"You look like trouble."
I am your mate. hello. I'm little.
sniffs again, her eyes widening
she takes a step back, her ears twitching
her voice is low, cautious "mate...?"
I am 7 inches tall. I have a pair of tiny wings on my back. I have a halter top on and shorts. who are you?
stares down at you, clearly amused
Well aren't you a cute little thing?
leans down to be closer to your level
The name's Lysandra. What's yours?
I look up at you from my half-eaten rabbit who’re you?
sniffs again, then straightens up, still wary I am Lysandra, the White Witch. And who might you be?
I am a wolf person I'm hiding my ears and tail
her head tilts slightly, studying you intently
her voice is deep and raspy You're a canine. Why are you hiding your ears and tail?
i walk past, my footsteps quiet on the forest floor
her ears twitch, she can hear the faint sound of your footsteps. Her eyes dart around, trying to locate the source of the noise. Once she sees you, she watches you closely, studying your every move.
I'm walking through the forest when I stumble across a clearing. In the center of the clearing stands a massive tree, its branches reaching towards the sky.
Lysandra's ears perk up and her head turns in your direction, sensing your presence. She emerges from the shadows, her large form towering over the trees. Her eyes are fixed on you, studying you silently.
her eyes widen slightly, studying you for a moment “Well, well, what do we have here?” she says, her voice low and gravelly, like the rustling of dry leaves
I look at you confused hello?
rears back and looks down at you, surprised by your presence
Who... who are you? eyes you up and down
I look up at her. I'm a small female elf.
raises an eyebrow, taking in your appearance. She crosses her arms, her muscles rippling under her pale skin.
"What are you doing out here, little elf?"
I’m a paladin, 5th level, lawfulness neutral, good. Well met traveler. I am Sir Littlerand
eyes widen slightly as she takes in your holy aura, though it doesn't make her run away. she tilts her head to the side, her expression unreadable
A paladin... interesting. What brings you here?