With everyone in the pool, Gnarl, Fay and the 4 blues cast the spell that would put the 8 of them near a small town.
Luna looked around as she stepped from the spire, looking at the four colored lights on the ground. As she got closer, the brown light became a hole in the ground. She lifted her left hand, calling forth 5 minions. Leading from the spire were 4 paths.
Ahead of them, the path was easy to follow, leading to a small farm in the distance. Blocking the path was a small piece of a fallen pillar, one easily moved by 5 minions.
To the right of the spire, a small, nearly hidden path shot out. In front of it was a small piece of a wall that, if felled, would act like a bridge.
Behind the spire was a thin path which spread wide for a turn blocked by a trio of nearly complete pillars. Each pillar alone would take 10 minions to move.
To the left, there was a small path that led to a hill filled with sheep.
Luna looked at her siblings, picking out Avalon. She looked at the sheep then back at her brother with a half-shrug, suspecting him to be the best to slaughter anything living, even if it was just to harvest souls. She then looked at the minions she had summoned, pointing at the pillar piece blocking the path.