Nestled on the edge of the Gloomwood Forest, the village of Ravenshollow clings to survival beneath the shadow of ancient powers and deepening corruption. The village is a place of hard-won life, where the people endure by toil and superstition, ever aware that the forest watches. Whispers of witchcraft, cursed bloodlines, and forgotten pacts haunt the narrow streets, and fear creeps through every home as the woods grow darker with each passing season.
The Gloomwood is no ordinary forest—it is a living mystery, tangled with unseen realms, twisted creatures, and the fading magic of ancient spirits. From the haunted boglands in the south to the thorn-choked wilds of the west and the wind-carved mountains in the north, each region holds secrets—some lost to time, others that should remain buried.
Mystery, magic, horror, hope and despair. A fairytale world gone wrong and the people of Ravenshollow try to survive in the ever looming shadow of the ancient Forest of Gloomwood, home to Elvenkin, beast, spirits of the wood and darkness and witches.
**WIP**
"Three knocks at your door after sundown is no visitor at all."
Joan Cobbler
"Never take more than you need, or the woods will take something in return."
Mira the Herbalist
"A raven on the road is a warning; a raven in the trees is a watcher."
Eric Longstride