As you walk the aisles of books, one seems to call out to you from high above. Scaling the bookcase with ease, you retrieve the book and look inside. The odd lettering is foreign, but somehow you understand what it means. When you look up from the pages, you find a monster dead at your feet. A voice in your mind tells you this beast tried to enter the Wychwood, but you stopped it. This is your purpose in life - grown to defend your homeland.

Suddenly the woods around you morph into the sickly green of the Deepwood and you realize you are farther from your home than ever before. You are out of her reach and she can no longer compel you to return. You have broken free of her control. After quiet reflection, you wonder if you should go to the Tree Killers. Perhaps you can find a new purpose there or at least a life where you are free to make your own choices.