A gnome left at the druidic pedestal

Stepping through the trees a ways beyond the carved stone, a hooded, masked figured emerged, carefully observing the scene as well as the gnome left out in the open with curious silver eyes. Quietly the woman approached, getting a better look at this small being but not yet prepared to do anything about it. There was always room for caution when dealing with unknown faces.

Should the gnome be conscious, the masked woman would speak up with a calm, pleasant tone, attempting to converse with the sentient.