To those she doesn’t know: Dull, Mistrusting, Bitter
To those she is friends with: Loyal, Kind, Friendly, Trusting
A reserved character, she spends a lot of her time simply not talking much, focusing instead on observing everything around her. If she wants to she can make easy conversation, but just chooses not to most of the time. To those she doesn’t know she tends to be bitter, vindictive, and mistrusting, but once she gets to know someone she becomes much more kind and friendly, putting lots of trust and loyalty towards those she would call her friends. Most times when rough things happen she will be quick to suggest submitting, feeling that it is too hard to try and get what you want when there is too much opposition. This does not apply if her friends are in trouble, doing anything she can to make the situation right and trying her hardest to fight for it. She is even willing to suffer if it means her friends will have an easier time. She can have a really strong willpower if she so wishes, most times it being when her friends are needing help.
To most who don’t know her she would seem to have a dull and deadpan personality, but she is known for sudden outbursts of emotion as well. Most of the time these outbursts are out of anguish or fear, although sometimes it is out of happiness. If she is needing help, she is most likely to be stubborn and refuse any help offered to her. She has quite the cynicism about herself when it comes to her mutation, harboring self-hatred about it.
Making her way into the haunted house, the dryad thought nothing of anything going on around her. She was quite observant, always managing to notice when someone was about to try and scare her. If this was the scariest Haunted House around, then she honestly didn’t understand. Did people find clowns to be this scary? She could even hear some of the staff snickering quietly behind the sets that she was way too deadpan, finding it hard to even scare her. One even commented on her weird mutation, her eyebrows lowering some in dismay. She really didn’t like her mutation, always finding it hard to fit in with her kind when you had fungus instead of leaves.
Out of nowhere though, the dryad heard a familiar scream of terror, recognizing it right away who it was. It was one of her best friends from the above. What were they doing here? Without second thought, she rushed as fast as possible to where she heard the scream, seeing her friend cowering as a mummy tried to scare her and was succeeding. The daydream in question, her friend, was crying at this point and she wasn’t about to allow that anymore.
“Leave my friend alone!” She exclaimed, cause the staff member to get startled and step away. She rushed over to her friend and took a hold of her hand, making a speedy escape to the exit and giving them a hug once they were outside “, You okay? I heard your scream and rushed to help you.”
Her friend gave a nod and held her tight, the dryad making sure not to let go. She didn’t know why her friend was here, but she wasn’t going to let no Haunted House hurt her friend.
