The walls of the room where you find yourself are glowing green with fungi. The large pool before you is unruffled by wind or living thing. You peer into its depths, lit only by the glow of the fungi. Your face transforms into something of etherial beauty. The reflection looking at you beckons with a paw--it has a life of its own. It tempts you to come in, but you heard stories about this spirit. It is a Grand Makei--do not under any circumstances touch the water! Wisely, you consider going south your only realistic option.