The Fog Lake
Everyone knows the woods are dangerous and nothing was less true for the Burram Woords. Once gone into, there was no return.
The fog hung low between the trees encompassing everyone within an instant, loosing sight of even the closest trees. Quickly all idea and orientation are gone, wandering endlessly through the once so familiar forest. Voices can be heard, high voices, low voices, voices of those lost to the fog, some familiar, some never known. Children’s laughter bounces through the trees, small footsteps sounding just beyond what you can see, lives of those lost to the fog. The river rushes through the trees, the thundering noise hidden by the fog, location unbeknownst to those left wandering. Little voices trying to catch attention just beyond the clear water, just out of sight in the fog. Getting lost in the fog would mean to never see the sun again, obscured by the fog encompassing from all sides. To never see the village again, lost in disorientation. Quickly getting sleepy, just to never reach the lake that would give respite, to never wake up again.
The Fog Lake
The river that runs besides Tywe and into the Burram Woods ends in the Fog Lake, named after the thick fog that spreads out from that place. In recent years the fog had spread throughout the rest of the forest, making it difficult for the people in Tywe to gather enough wood and other plants from the forest as navigating had become very difficult.
The Fog lake is a one of the crossings between the Fey Wild, housing a lot of fey that live on the small island within the lake. The fog creates a natural barrier that humans don’t like to cross, protecting the fey within the lake. But with more and more undeath wandering throughout the forest, the fey extended that barrier, both protecting themselves and the people of Tywe against the incursion.
Luckily for the people in Tywe, the fog has been retreating again and is now back to its original barrier as the undead have been stopped recently and the fey don’t feel as strong of a need to protect the lake and the forest anymore.
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Ooh, eerie! I really like the descriptive quote of the fog. It adds a sense of loss and prickles of fear! And fey are always an interesting species to write. I think you've done quite well with them! :)
Thanks! Yeah it was a fun part to play for my party. They really didn't like the children's voices and sounds that were made by quicklings being funny. Lots of the conclusion was done by the party by clearing the undead so that was fun to write into a WA article. ^^
Ooh, that sounds quite fun! I'm glad you wrote it out, it's quite a fascinating article. :D