Lock text: This is a primal place, that remembers times long before mankind cut the forests and tamed the plains. We are trespassers in this place, and we would do well to remember it. We will follow the light, or carve a path of our own intuition.

Start text: We must find the exact location. Lantern will light our path, that we may search thoroughly. Or we can follow the Moth withinunveil our blades, and trust we will find the cut our waythrough this place.

* Moth Edge (Invokes the Elder SisterHarvester)

==Moth Edge Invocation==We invoke the Elder SisterHarvester* Moth Edge 10: We invoke call upon the WoodDevourer-WitchAutomaton, who crafts all pathsconsumed the Tail. The Woods are darker That monstrosity from Nowhere brings great horrors of time and more dangerous than thisspace where it passes, and yet her Court traverses them. Her power will keep our steps safe, and our goal within sightthe Devourer-Automaton ground it into dust. We will proceeddo the same here.* Moth Edge 5: We invoke call upon the WoodDevourer-WitchAutomaton, who will end the Wood. What is shrewd. Her creativity the Wood of the Mansus but the first field, made of trees rather than grass? The Devourer-Automaton has ensnared many thingsits task, and trapped them in endless pathswe have ours. These fields are yet another aspect of that creativity. Her power will let us pass, We'll probablysucceed.* Moth Edge 1: We invoke call upon the WoodDevourer-WitchAutomaton, who dances devours all in her Courtits path. It is perilous to call upon herThe great maw of the Devourer-Automaton gnashes and grinds anything, even its Names, for she takes what she desires and traps it foreverperhaps even us. But these fields would do the same. We we might make it throughbe safe.* Moth Edge Success: A light, up ahead! We've made it!* Moth Edge Failure: We could not lose the path, for there never was one. The grass rustles fields close in around us, and we see a thousand eyes. We've made them angry.