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random event "Wow! You're really good at this!" There in the tangled roots of the murdered Mathair it sits, Aisha's sword in all its glory. And beside it sits a figure of green and leaves, not quite human, not quite animal, peering at her with bright purple eyes. "I used to be friends with the Mathair. She would tell me stories. We would play on her roots. And then they killed her." Rising up, the creature places what may be a hand on the trunk. "If you want your sword from her, you must promise not to use it on anything in the Greatwood. Promise you'll help avenge her murder. Promise, and if you break that promise, know that the spirits will know." With that the spirit vanishes into a gust of wind and leaves. Only the sword remains, accessible to Aisha with some climbing. Whether she promises or not she will be able to pull it out.