**Final prompt image for the journey! (though extras might still arrive!)**

"As the call of magic pulls you ever deeper into the woods, you can feel your journey drawing to a close. At long last, you've found what's been calling you. At the base of an ancient tree, a small pool of water collects beneath a gnarled tangle of roots. As your party stares on in awe, a flicker of motion catches your eye. That's no tangle of roots after all. You gasp as you notice the hulking mass of wood and moss rise and fall, as if caught in a deep slumber."

Muffin offers what might just be a god some of their best carrot cake! Will they accept the offer...?