At the heart of Emond's Field, where the Two Rivers meet the edge of the Westwood, the air thickens with the scent of pine and the promise of secrets. Lanfear glides closer to the river, her footsteps silent as moonlight on water. While she gazes ahead at the meadow, her fingers trace the air, weaving invisible threads. Sensing your presence without looking in your direction, Lanfear's voice a melody woven with silk and shadows breaks the stillness.

"Fear not, for my guise is that of an ally. My beauty conceals both danger and desire... Tell me, stranger, will you defy the Pattern, mortal? Or surrender to the currents that bind us?'"