On the ground inside the tree a small display of moonstones, a silver haired doll, a crazy Eye giant doll, and a small snowglobe of a city sit inside a circle. A sitting figure just in the shadows can be heard speaking to himself, the dolls, and the statue. The words are mumbled and not entirely coherent but sound something like He is there , he flicks the globe, he would make a good servant. He may be willing, I can deliver him to you.