The visibility was dim, allowing an advantage to the men with darkvision, while others would be able to see but with some difficulty. It didn't take long for the party members to be able to cross over the majority of the lake. Krag rowed the first boat while Kanli looked out for danger, with Yoshiki rowing twenty feet behind with a bow-carrying Mortar in support. The boats were moving twenty feet a round, and were about 150 feet to the shore when they could see in detail a torch carrying figure by the Lady's Tree. The tree itself was surrounded by chopped wood and brush. The figure looked to be a boy, who paced back and forth from the tree in undecided anxiety. The party was 130 feet when the boy's pacing and looking out led him to see and hear enough of the two boats to realize something was approaching. He extinguished the torch upon the ground, drank a potion, and disappeared from sight. The lead boat of the party was 70 feet and the second was 90 feet from the shore when an invisible voice broke out from the shore. "Alright, I think that's far enough. From your numbers I figure you to be the heroes I sent out earlier. Figured out enough of what was actually going on that you decided to come out here, huh? Look, I don't blame you for being a bit cross at me, but that's no reason to throw your life away. I could very likely kill you before you reach the shore. Just see it for a moment from my point of view. I'm trying to build up the courage to right an injustice done to me. More than 150 years ago a starving street urchin traveled many miles because he was tired of being constantly half-starved. He grows sick and more starved during the journey, until on one delirious night he somehow reaches the Lady's tree and prays for relief before collapsing. All he wanted was a day of feeling well enough. But she couldn't just leave it at that. She decided to make a priest out of him and turn him his body into something he never asked for... into me. Immortality as a boy is fun enough for a little while, but after a few decades of watching your playmates all grow older, marry, have children and die off, it grows dull. When you're also geased so you can't even move a few miles off from her tree, the boredom gives way to angst. Imagine being old enough that you get to watch plants grow old and die. But once the mines gave out around here, the Lady's worshippers began to leave the area, weakening her to the point that she slept and went dormant in order to retain enough power to continue her blessings once a year during the Spring Festival. She no longer answered the prayers of her faithful, not even that of her priest as he begged her to remove his immortality. I don't even know if she heard me in her dreams. I became tired of this prison. So tired. So I used two scrolls that she had once left me in better times that would allow me to control passing animals. They were meant to give me protection in times of emergency. The first scroll I tried to use on a passing bear, but the result misfired and I possessed a family of eagles closer to me than the bear was. The second scroll was more successful and I dominated two irritable boars and used them to try to find and try to destroy her altars. Needless to say it didn't work. Her altar was strong, the boars not heavy enough, and they retained enough of their will to resist my efforts in destroying her altars. I became panicked and rageful, my emotions leaking into the boars, who took it out on a passing merchant who had stopped to pay respects to the nearly forgotten altar in Cotown. They killed a second passing stranger before I could get them under control again. Then Chip disappeared, saying he was going to go get help as the killings drew some attention. So here I was, a criminal who used up two of the Lady's gifts, and inadvertantly murdered men through my actions. I worried about being caught, but I couldn't even flee because of my geas. And then Chip showed back up with several of you heroes and I knew that destiny gave me one more chance to free myself, if only I could turn you in the right direction. And you have performed wonderfully, destroying the two sources of the Lady's power I could not touch and killing off for me the beasts I had dominated, but had trouble controlling. It was horrible to force them to their deaths, and to feel them die, but enough sacrifices had already been made to make it impossible turn back from my path. Hopefully poor Chip will be the second to last of such. As my finale, the Lady still must be dealt with. A sacrifice of fire. But it's not easy killing your mother of the last 150 years, even if you haven't been on speaking terms for most of it. If you turn away and let me finish this, I promise to avoid crossing paths with you in the future. Maybe I might even seek a way to give you a boon for your troubles once I become freed and reestablish myself somewhere. There has been enough death and it would be a shame to add yours to the list. What say you?"