Led by the A'Dendri Rangers, you cross the no man's land between the Deepwood and the Wychwood. The area is strewn with the bodies of monstrous aberrations, riddled with arrows and giant bioform constructs, torn apart. Your eyes are drawn from the carnage of the battlefield to the awe inspiring sight of your destination, the Wychwood.

Before you, a high wall of green stretches to both sides as far as you can see. On your approach, a path opens and lets you enter into what seems a different world. Turning back, for a brief moment you see Samil standing there with a sad smile, before the wall grows to close behind you.

You are surrounded by plant life in a confusing array of colors and smells so dense that it overwhelms your senses. The trees stand strong, their bark of an earthy color. Unmolested by Deepwood rot, they are covered in moss and full of green leaves that drip with last night's rain. The air smells clean and flowery and you take deep breaths to fill your lungs. You feel your bodies relax involuntarily, as if remembering a time long gone when humans would find something other than death outside their settlements. You stifle the relaxation knowing the danger that lies behind the beauty here. This 'Matriarch' of the A'Dendri is unknown to you, and so are the ways of this wood.

You exchange glances and wonder if you could fight your way out of here if need be. It is in this very moment that you realize the 'asset' is no longer with you. When did you last see them?

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