The Eyes of Dathomir

The question was an important one. Avra just had a vague hint of a cavern, but a swampy world like this rarely seemed to have things like that. It could have been an alcove created by one of the massive trees, but which one could it have been? There were countless trees on the surface, and all of them had massive deep roots that seemed to serve as a shelter for any number of creatures that lived here. Avra had one solution, and that was to beseech the Gods for guidance.
For a moment she sat there, thinking, and stopped before speaking. She focused her mind entirely on the magicks of the Gods and specifically on the Dark Side this time. The hint given was that the cave or alcove in question was where darkness was confronted. It seemed like the extension into Force traditions, the Dark Side was the key ingredient. She shuddered as she felt the spirits take hold of her. A multi-layered voice with many different pitches spoke, "The mightiest tree, beneath which lies the cavern. In the soil itself below, where no creature lives, but life itself teems." she said before snapping from her spiritually guided prophetic vision. In her mind she had a perfectly clear image of the tree, and even though her vision was reliant entirely on the Force she could guide them.
"South and west, there is a tree that stands taller than any in the area. It is as if the power of life itself has possessed this tree. It towers above any other. I hope that helps." she said, breathing herself so that she could regain her composure after she opened herself to the spirits.