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~ Part 2 ~ Previous Post > https://onlyfans.com/814483620/fallcos1 [You voted: *Offer a gift or trinket as a sign of goodwill*] With a genuine smile, you decide to offer a small token of goodwill to the Dryad. You reach into your adventurer's pack, and with a charismatic flourish, you retrieve a delicate crystal vial filled with luminescent flower petals. Holding it out to her, you speak warmly, "A gift to honour the beauty of this grove. I mean no harm, noble guardian." Found by your party in an abandoned dungeon deep underground, your party's wizard identified it as a strong potion that can spur immense and luscious natural growth. You have little clue why such a potion would be so deep underground, but now it feels like a sign you were meant to come here. The Dryad's eyes sparkle with appreciation and curiosity as she gracefully accepts the vial, twirling it between her fingers. A sense of calm settles in the air, and the mysterious sounds of the forest seem to harmonize with the gift. You look around you and, with your keen perception, can notice scorch marks on the ground and surrounding plants that were flattened or ripped out of the ground. You see that small seedling undergrowth was starting to spring from the earth where she had previously been dancing. Another scan of your surroundings assures you that you are both alone. Her eyes flicker from the vial to you, and you catch her large eyes momentarily betraying her uncertainty, but she shows no signs of avoiding you as you continue to approach. With deft, slender fingers, she pops the cork and a soft, otherworldly fragrance wafts through the air as the luminescent flower petals spill out, creating a gentle cascade of light that dances around the grove. The very essence of the Enchanted Grove seems to respond to the ethereal display. The flora around you shivers with a newfound vibrancy, and a chorus of harmonious whispers fills the air. The Dryad smiles knowingly, and the glow from the petals intensifies, casting an enchanting aura. As the luminescence envelops both of you, the grove itself seems to come alive with ancient magic. The damage disappears like dust in a gentle breeze. Revitalised plants magically return to their soil, their foliage now bright and glossy. You would doubt there had ever been a disturbance if you hadn't seen the evidence with your own eyes. The air around you hums as the Dryad looks at you, her eyes bright with excitement. She speaks, her voice taking on a melodic quality, "You have given me a beautiful gift, the Grove, and I thank you. Pray tell how you happened upon the heart of the grove where so few mortals roam?"