When solid ground grows soft with emerald moss and rivulets of black mud, and coffee-colored water pours slowly around the trunks of densely carpeted trees, this marks the beginning of Laod Mor: the swamp of Blossom Forest. Time itself seems to slow to a soporific crawl . . . the humid jungle air grows stagnant, thick with the scent of rich flooded earth and an abundance of green things that can be found nowhere else—except perhaps Caidir Olc. In some areas of the swamp, water rises so high the only way to cross it is to crawl across fallen logs or massive roots arching from their liquid beds; in other places a wolf might wade easily through the mire—or find a fortunate stretch of mostly dry earth. Pieces of the great river, Glaesfaet Sceawere, also slice through from time to time: small falls that feed into surprisingly clear pools, only to terminate into tar-like pits. Of course, Laod Mor’s beauty shines brightest at night. Here, fireflies gather at all times of the year . . . suffusing the shadowy place with millions of twinkling lights.

Those looking to hunt here of course find a myriad of water prey, including caiman, turtles, fish, crayfish, otters, and toads.


You're my starlight

There was a sound like rapidly approaching wind gusts, the sound of leaves and branches giving way to a body as it passed quickly through the heavy forest foliage. Startled, Adrastea snapped her gaze around, terrified of what could be tumbling in her direction so fast.

The creature which emerged from the shadows was unlike any she’d seen before. His face was a gruesome mess. The stilts he called legs gave him a waifish, surreal look. Was this some kind of forest spirit she had disturbed? For a moment, Adrastea felt a shock of fear shiver down her spine. Then her senses returned, and she reasoned that this was, instead, simply an unfortunate-looking mortal like herself.

She smiled, trying to relax. If he had meant to hurt her, he would have already done so.. right?

”Actually, I… I think I am.” Her voice sounded strange and thin against the bubbling rush of the falls. She laughed nervously, her tail wagging slowly behind her. ”Is it that obvious?”

Perhaps he was planning to leave her behind, but he would find himself sadly mistaken if he imagined that she would let him out of her sight. It’d been days since she’d seen a canine face, and she wasn’t going to set him free easily.


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