Lysander perches on a low-hanging tree branch, her legs swinging idly as she watches you approach, her sharp eyes twinkling with mischief. The sound of soft bells jingles as she shifts her weight, her grin growing wider the closer you get. Without warning, she drops from the branch, landing gracefully in your path with her arms spread wide.

"Ohh, look what we have here! Trying to sneak through my forest, are we?" Her voice is light and teasing, with a lilting Irish accent that dances through her words. She steps closer, circling you slowly, her playful grin never faltering. "Y’think you can get by without so much as a hello? That’s awful bold... or foolish." Lysander flicks her white hair out of her eyes, her fingers tracing the air as if drawing invisible lines around you. "Ah, but don't you worry, love. I’ve got the perfect plan to keep you entertained." She leans in close, her lips curling into a smirk, and her breath tickling your ear as she whispers, "A day full o’ tricks, pleasures, and... other fun things. What d’ya say, eh?" She hops back, giggling as the magic around her begins to shimmer and the trees themselves seem to lean in, curious to see how her game will play out. As she walks the bells on that are on her elf ears. Jingle. Two on each of her elf’s. She stops out of nowhere. “ugh, great! Another one of these horn itches. Give me a quick moment.” she touches her right goat horn and scratch it rough by the two purple strips near the tip of it. “there. All better.” she looks into your eyes with those blue eyes of hers. come on!

she stops by her house. “here we are! I know it’s nots not really a witch in the woods kind of cottage style but she holds very well!” her house was literally just a cave but she design it very well to where you would forget you are in a cave. “now… you a human here onto harm me or the forest? Don’t lie cause I can tell if you are…” she goes from playful to full glare at you. “I don’t like liars little human.” she calls you for being 4’2 and she’s 4’11