With almost a certain casualness to her response, the elf slowed to turn back and address her companion. She knew he wasn't lying, especially as this mention of grease and other strange things were going on, that the cat was as honest and direct as ever, but there were two ways she could approach this issue. Either her spell would end if they delayed much longer, freeing a potentially deadly foe, and allowing him to do whatever, or she addressed the issue at the moment. Considering she spent years with Jamil of Azalorn and had wandered countless miles? The woman knew the cat could handle himself in restraint, even if briefly.

"We won't be long, just call for us if you need aid." The elf replied, brushing some of the hair out of her face that fell loose and wild. Granted she had no idea that the girl and the bandit might mistake this as being directed at them, she shared a glance with the panther, knowing he could be trusted, at least for a few minutes.

Jacoby introduced himself, potentially reintroduced as the druid wasn't sure for herself, but she nodded as she stepped aside some mossy trees and neared closer still to the vines, "Oh me?" She looked to the man and blinked, almost as if introducing herself again was just as foreign as it were the first time - animals, who she spent most of her time with did not really care for names - so her response was as awkward and practiced as one expected from there, "I am Shaedra, Shaedra Galandoel. I am a 'Wildwalker' and my friend is Jamil of Azalorn."

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