Apparently an acquaintance of Jules is psychic and can see visions of the future. She spoke up after the AGM with a concerning prophecy of sorts.
Danger comes to those who seek.
A good tree grows in a far corner of the cavern.
A branch rots and falls. Its withered husk takes root.
A malicious tree grows in a far corner of the cavern.
The son of the lost empire must choose the tree.