The morning sun is breaking through the trees, illuminating your environment more and more. With the arrival of the light, the wood is awakening. You have the impression of movement, of the trees and other plants shifting around, although you could not explain what you are observing. The air is filled with tiny A'Dendri spores. It seems there is more to their presence, they serve a purpose in these woods.

You shoulder your packs again and begin to venture deeper into the Wychwood, hoping to find a clue to this "Mother" creature's whereabouts, and somehow, you need to hide from the A'Dendri in their own territory…

You become aware of two paths that you could swear were not there before. When looking down one path, you get a light feeling with tinges of exoticness. When looking down the other path, you get a feeling of being thankful for the history given.