"Hells boy look at ye, blistered all across your back. Fell into a burnbramble didn't you? Well... son I won't lie to you... you might not have a lot of time left." -Doctor Friidaye, medical observation, 286 CA.
One would have to be suicidal to go traipsing around the Everwealthy wilderness without a care, casually disregarding safety, life, and limb. While Everwealth’s plant life might seem comparatively mundane to outsiders, it is a grave misjudgment to assume this makes the land safer. Beneath the surface of bogs lie 20-foot-wide carnivorous lily pads, patiently waiting to snatch up unsuspecting creatures, perhaps even a hapless wanderer such as yourself. Grass that hums softly as it sways lures unwary passersby with an insidious whisper, driving them to unspeakable violence against their kin. Mushrooms in shaded groves release spores that provide such an intense, euphoric high that those who inhale it often remain in place until starvation claims them, their decaying bodies feeding the very fungi that ensnared them. These are but the more infamous examples. Burnbrambles, a tangled mass of thorned vines that ignite at the slightest touch, is a favorite weapon of the wilderness, incinerating even the most cautious of intruders. Glowbloom Vines, with their bioluminescent petals, may light the way for lost travelers, but those who touch them risk poisoning their skin with an acidic sap that causes a slow, agonizing death. Snapthorn Shrubs lie dormant until disturbed, at which point their sharp, tendril-like branches lash out with a force capable of slicing clean through leather armor. Even the seemingly benign Everwood Trees, with their glowing leaves that entice timbermen harbor insidious secrets, it's leaves violently explode with the slightest ember, rapturing dozens of feet around it in flame. If you simply must brave the woodlands, to volunteer yourself as a ready meal, bring knives, bring swords, bring torches and your wits, you will need them if you are going to survive.