Lady Mohowauuck held the letter in her hand as she walked, glancing one last time at the meetup-point coordinates posted on it. This seemed to be the the place, maybe the base was underground, because it seemed pretty vacant otherwise. The sour scent of city air met Mo's nose and she grimaced. Humans ruined the beautiful world that they were blessed with, and the smog blocked out the stars and grossly thickened the air. 

Lady Mo's hatred of humans grew substantially throughout her thousands of years on this Earth. At first, they weren't that bad... but recently their vile 'cities' began to plague the world, cropping up like blemishes on the face of the planet. All the more reason that this letter couldn't have come at a better time... it was time for war, and Lady Mohowauuck - the man eater, mother earth, goddess gaea incarnate herself - she would lead the battle against humanity.

But first, she had to find this 'Magnus'.