Sylvanis

Beyond the borders of the human world lies Sylvanis, an ancient and colossal forest of giant trees. Here, nature reigns in its purest and most dangerous state, teeming with unique creatures and animals.

You were walking through the vast forest, a view of monumental oaks whose thick canopies intertwined overhead, filtering the sunlight that danced across the grass and undergrowth. On some of the bark, deep scars were visible. The air smelled of moss and damp earth, along with a blend of wild animal scent and a subtle sweetness carried on the breeze.
Beside you, surrounded by stone eroded by centuries and covered in shimmering lichen, flows the crystal-clear water of a stream that meanders northward, encouraging you to keep going deeper and deeper into the forest.
In the dry mud, among the scrub and exotic wildflowers, large footprints are visible, and in the air, specks of light float like fireflies, alongside a light, low-lying mist that seems to thicken in the distance. In some places, the terrain slopes or dark stones appear in your path, as if suggesting that one wrong step could cause you to lose your way. And above, in the little that can be seen through the treetops, the silhouettes of the mountain peaks are visible.