Skola Forest

Nestled in the highlands of the summer court, the Skola forest is covered in lush grass and dotted with copses of trees. Satyrs roam the comfortable valley with no need for permanent settlements, all their needs provided for by the forest’s magic. While the Skola Vale is a place of revelry, it isn’t without its dangers. The satyrs themselves can become too raucous in their merrymaking, and monsters lurk in the shadows of the trees and the surrounding mountains.

Description

The Skola Forest is a wild place where majestic animals run free, trees, vines, and bushes provide fruit. Plants and animals grow rapidly in the valley. The chaotic satyrs may upend a copse of trees one night only to have it regrow by morning. Most of the Skola forest consists of greenery rolling over gentle hills. During the day, the forest’s residents hunt small game and gather wild fruit for wine. Other predators, such as bears, lions, and rocs, hunt the region as well.
The Skola forest’s trees grow in twisted, climbable shapes allowing inhabitants shady places to play and sleep. Dryads protect the largest of these trees, especially from drunken satyr antics. During the day, the copses are idyllic forests, filled with the music of panpipes. At night, though, the forests grow more menacing. Nocturnal monsters roam the wood—particularly chimeras, cockatrices, and harpies—striving to pick off drunken satyrs wandering alone after a revel. Satyrs rarely travel alone at night, believing that noise and music scare away evil, but revelers aren’t always as wary as they should be.

The hum of fae magic flowing through the ancient forest saturates the air and tingles your skin as you pass beneath the giant redwoods. You breathe in the sweet scent of sun-warmed bark and the rich, earthy aroma of undergrowth. Above you, a flock of iridescent songbirds flits between the wide trunks in an elaborate aerial dance full of lyrical chirps and whistles.

The Stone Path

The crimson roots of the towering tree wrap around the branching stone paths, spreading outward from the tree’s trunk like the snaking limbs of a leviathan. Sunlight filters through the dense canopy above, warming the stone beneath your feet, while all around you magenta leaves fall in a perpetual cascade. Ahead, a set of stairs lead up, toward the wavering glow of some enchanted doorway.
The Stone path within the Skola Forest is a reliable, one-way portal back to the material plane, it is hidden deep in the forest and guarded by the druidic satyr called Summer's favored.