The Woodland Express
“This is the Woodland Express.” I took his outstretched hand and he pulled me aboard.
“This is the Woodland Express.” I took his outstretched hand and he pulled me aboard.
If you’ve read Nervon’s character page, you may have noticed he has a knack for capturing Titania’s fairies. This just so happens to be what he does with them. Not for the faint of heart!
He didn’t want to die, but if he was going to, it seemed better to him to cross the Styx from this place than on some forsaken battle ground, fighting some other man’s war.
Terrasylvae still chooses those who walk in its shaded paths and byways. Why, no one can say, but it is not the personalities of men who decide who enters and who leaves: it’s the woods itself, listening for the souls who long for more than life can give, who long for a second chance. The worthy are always found within the borders of Terrasylvae.
In the depths of Woodland resides a place that is only rumored of by outsiders. A place of magic ruled by the Fey, with a queen as beautiful and as fickle as nature herself. The Fairy Glen.
Off a well hidden branch of a river are secret Limestone caves. Very few know its location and even fewer can navigate the paths there. It’s said it takes the luck of the fey to find it. A secret haven to those in greatest need. Also a wonderful place to have adventures that border on the otherworldly.
In this Woodland Watch, I give a brief overview of the basic Terrasylvan Lore as I understand it.