This tree lies deep in Wolfwalkers Coppice, on it sits a hat which appears to have been discarded nearby and snagged on the tree.
Examined magically you can tell why it might have been tossed aside so, for it is a hat of dispelling.
If were to place the hat upon thy head
And whistle a forlorn thread
The bark before thee would part and show
An entrance only you would know,
But to others you may still show.
Behind the barken door
Lays a dark and oaken floor,
Climbing upward in winding stair,
A dark elf maiden lingers there.
In her eyes no evil lies,
For alone and lonely has she only cried.
The tail of dark maiden’s known
Only to her Drider shown.
A loyal beyond loyal friend
Who will be by her side till stories end.
Her mother, powerful drow priestess, was shown
The maiden’s fate would echo her own.
For in her mother’s thrown
The maiden would come into her own.
So locked away and hidden she,
Who’s fate to replace her mother, in a tree.