The Black Cursewood
In the southeastern edges of Vrellez is a great forest, spanning over 1,800 miles across. This forest turned gnarled, rotted and hungry as the Twilight War scarred the once vibrant life flora. Blights and terrible, twisted creatures once benevolent spirits of the land, now roam the Cursewood in search of dealing out the same suffering the very land crumbled beneath in the years now passed.
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