Hazlan - Tusmørke Skoven

[Song of Danta]

Upon this night, in the depths of the Twilight Forest, a strange magical ritual took place. With only the fowls in the trees standing witness, a pair of humans waded in the pond, danced around a bonfire, and pulled threads of colors beyond imagining down from the heavens.

By the break of dawn, they had vanished, the only evidence of their presence being the burned-out fire and a circle of salt around a pond...

[qwertyuioppp]

A bitter taste infects the forest air. The repressed serfs of the Kyrillian household whisper in fear, of a poisonous entity that destroys all in its path, crushing one logging camp and its workers to ruins, and scouring those ruins with an acid breath. The few survivors paint it a truly monstrous creature, dark-clad with a sickly green ichor leaking from it; fifty feet tall, groaning with each movement.

The Kyrillian enforcers at the scattered logging camps are doubled. The whippings are tripled.

[Juxtaposition]

Screams of anguish and terror drifted down from the nearby crest of the Balinoks, piercing the air of the forest with their unmistakable grief. They continue for a time, heard faintly in the distance, before dying down.

[RickDeckard]

[A bloody slaughter took place just north of the quiet little camp, darkness swept the area of a confrontation with blood splattered everywhere and only the dead remaining. The methods used to dispatch the unfortunate souls ties into a string of recent attacks on soldiers loyal to the regime of Lord Hazlik a month prior, though the victims seemed to differ this time around.]

[hot dog]

A young woman with dusky, olive skin and brown hair can be frequently seen disappearing into the forest.  She is almost always alone and, for the most part, always returns unscathed. 

[Alcoholic Squirrel (Birdman)]

[It has always been said that the Tusmørke Skoven has never been safe but it would appear a new threat roams the foul forests of Hazlan. Bodies of Red Academy students and Lawgivers of various degrees have been found butchered, mangled, and strewn about...]

[Vastgoten]

Rumor persists throughout Rashemi homes that the bold few rebels making their stance in the forests are being haunted by the walking dead. Their own former comrades in arms tearing at them from beyond their graves. Children are warned not to wander beyond the village and brave men and women keep a weary eye towards the skoven. The gruesome fate of many rebels is perhaps not right, yet the dead yearn for more and warmer company.

[Vastgoten]

Rumor has it, in the darkened depths of Tusmorke Skoven, secrets of foul deeds has taken place. Travelers speak of chilling screams echoing through the night, sending shivers down their spines. This along with tales of shapes in red and black being sighted the sane flee the forest's embrace without further investigation.

[Stormy]

Late one morning, Alarmed shouts echo through the trees, shortly followed by horrified screaming. Rumors spread that a large group of heavily armed Rashemi were found slaughtered in the eastern reaches of the forest. What flesh of their bodies was not burnt had sloughed off the bone, revealing desiccated muscles and blackened veins. Burnt into the bark of a tree nearby is a single word: Forræder.

[Misan]

A horrific scene has unfolded in the areas surrounding the rich iron cliffs of Hazlan in the western reaches of Tuskmorke Skoven. A Rashemi Rebel encampment near the cliffs has been brutally assaulted. Not only were none left alive to tell tale of the vicious attack, but even the persistent rains of Hazlan took many hours to wash away the viscera and carnage that was left in the violent wake.