"Please tell me what's to come," asked the girl, "What path will save my people? I've come all this way, surely you must know how it can be done."

The old woman considered this quietly, her eyes unfathomable. For Katara, when you see the ages as this woman has, and know the consequences of seeing your life spelled out for you, beginning to end, the request takes on a perilous tone. Not many can handle such a revelation.

She has turned many away for this reason... but...

But the girl was brave, her need great, and her sacrifices something that would move even the cold and dead hearts of the creatures that lurked in the deep. And this was not for her. So the wise woman would show her the paths her life could take by her hand. And in doing so, devise a test of her own. For everything has a price and its burden. Such is life. And could the girl handle it?

"Come, I will show you the two paths I could weave."

The girl puzzled briefly over what 'I' meant, but she was already being lead over to the pool, where two images were forming.

One of a Princess.

The other of a Sea Witch.