....and so our intrepid heros raced across the forest's shadows seeking for that elusive alternative Finn had spoken about. The Unded messengers had headed this way a few nights baeck... and though unatural perversions in of themselves; she did want to trust their intentions... they were followers of her own god after all. She'd puzzle out another day how it was that Silvanus tolerated such creatures in his service later... right now it was time to hunt! and as if on cue... they entered an opening in the trees. The canopy overhead opened to reveal a stream entering from one side and spreading out to form a small but deep looking pool of water, exiting over some rocks and boulders at the other side. Across the small expanse of water were two oak trees; growing suprisingly well placed. notheing grew under their leaf cover and there was sommthing odd about the expanse between the two trunks. Then from the edge of the pond; what had seemed a mound of earth and boulder began to rise. The long growing reeds atop swayed as the form rose out of the mud, Large earthen arms and face dripping mud and earth.... "Who enters this sacred place?"