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H'annaeryth frowned a little as Auer pleaded with her. It was somewhat disconcerting to see this girl so on-edge...as if she expected the worst from the dryad. H'anna was no angel, but she had never before been considered mean. Well...not really. If she was protective of Dhwae it was because she loved the druidess and knew many came for the wrong reasons...
"I don't play tricks," she responded seriously, face stern and a little frustrated. "Not with Druidism. That's not how Druidism should be used--for mean, hateful tricks. We don't teach that here. If you want to learn that, you won't learn it here."
The dryad sucked in a deep breath, bare chest heaving as she released it. She seemed to regain herself as she stood there. "What I'm going to do is release what's keeping you from arcana. You've got something of a block that prevents you from seeing the world as it really is. It's called Unbinding. It can hurt or make you feel a little sick. Almost everyone passes out from it. Usually they have some sort of dream. They're usually harmless, the dreams. They can be as mundane as a person collecting eggs from chickens or they can be scary. I've seen students so afraid afterwards you'd think they'd eaten their own mothers!" She giggled a little. "But I mean...if you don't want to go through with it, that's fine. I understand. You just can't be a Druid if you don't let me Unbind you..."
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