The adherents to Life are the most insidious of opponents, perhaps because their nature is so antithetical to our own.
Still, we learned much from observing the link between their plane and Ardenweald, and we have high confidence that a vulnerability has been identified.
Our operative has already gained the trust of her target.
Niya: Thank you for escorting us, Ara'lon. It puts me at ease to know we are protected by a fierce huntsman.
Ara'lon: I was not always so. I joined the Wild Hunt only recently... after my grove had to be sacrificed to save the others.
Niya: My grove was lost as well... but not to the drought. We were overrun by masked fae. My friends...
Ara'lon: I am sorry, Niya. If only the Wild Hunt could have been there... but our numbers are stretched perilously thin.
It is clear that we need more anima than this grove can provide. I may know of a way we can acquire some. Many of the masked fae have been collecting anima for some unknown purpose. I propose we take it back from them. The Wild Hunt has tracked them to Tirna Noch... my former grove. Long has it been since I walked beneath its boughs. Not since it was left to wither so that other groves might survive. I remember it well...
I never thought I would return to the grove. The place of so many regrets. The source of so many memories...
But now is not the time for sentimentality. Now is the time for action.