On the Wilde and the Old Wood

The forests of Tamuran are equaled by none other, both in the sheer size of the trees and the expanse of land that they cover. One could spend centuries here and never see all there is to be seen. More than fifty percent of Tamuran’s land is covered in forests, and half of that area is comprised of truly gigantic trees. Some of the largest can be found in the Great Northern Reach that begins above the fabled “Singing Lake” and then spreads northward into Meuriana and westward into Atriand. The part of the forest where the trees begins to grow taller and broader than any other is reverently referred to as the Old Wood and has been for as long as I can remember. The crowns of the largest trees in the Old Wood could rival the height of the tallest tower of Tamuran’s royal palace, I imagine. And that… is quite an achievement in my book. I’ve explored and traded throughout the edge of the Old Wood, and found it a unique and humbling experience to walk among Nature’s grandest of creations and most ancient of beings; living entities that for all intents and purposes hold entirely undiscovered worlds among their branches, which, unless I magically sprout wings, I doubt I will ever see…

Some of the trees have lived for countless centuries, possibly even millennia, and it is said that some of the oldest among them are to be counted as homes of the fae, and that powerful lords of the Otherkin reside within them. At least that is the belief of the clans of the Elderkin who live on the edges of the Old Wood.

When I came to visit their stands and learn about their culture and the terrain that they call home, they were quick to caution me: “If you do not enter the Old Wood with utmost care you may fall prey to spirits of the trees.” Truth be told, I very much wanted to meet one of these ‘spirits of the trees;’ however, I decided that perhaps such a wish was not made in wisdom. At least, not for this visit. In fact, it is not advised by the native hunters that one should go far into the Old Wood at all.  One could travel for weeks, but without a reliable compass and the skills of a native elven guide would surely never see the other side. If the indigenous fae of the forest do not see you to your end, then there are any number of large predators to choose from.  Some, I must say, are seen nowhere else, such as the Great Wyrms, the Vukucadarreg, even the Lastre Anduatha, which in Elven translates to “nimble hound of the trees.” Yet the promise of riches from mining and timbering the Old Wood’s resources is more than enough for many to disregard such warnings.

Today, even I have decided to put the warnings aside in the spirit of discovery. Though my reasons are far different from the search for wealth and fortune. I am feeling optimistic…

Zynatrx Raunviae

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  1. Silverwolf

    Well, I guess the term “Otherkin” has a different meaning in this parlance.

    • eren

      Different from the real-world subculture, you mean? Yeah… “Otherkin” here is an alternate name for the fae. “Elderkin” is another name for the elves.

  2. Clue/Inu

    hahaha this is interesting seeing as I AM otherkin in the traditional term XDDD

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