Lisa's hopeful smile fell, and was replaced with a look of sheer horror and disgust as the wise Ent described a damned den of occult means and evil nature. Where she had searched for a tool of justice, she had found a fetid hole of inequity. Ironically, however, both of these things called out for the touch of a good paladin.

"Blackguards," Lisa cursed, throwing an intense glare in the direction of the evil inn. Obviously no good could come from such a place in the middle of the woods, far from holy ground. She could only imagine the sin in which ignorant folk partook, far from they eyes of the good gods. Evil rites, rituals, and black magics in addition to the fornication and murder of which the Ent spoke.

"Worry not, good forest folk," Lisa announced, grabbing at her mace, "I am a paladin of Lilith, warded against such evil glamours. I will smite the evil before it blights these woods further. If you are worried about corruption, I can give you a douse of my holy water before I go to confront the heathens."