User:Elvenoak

The forest was once whole and happy, a haven for the elves who first dropped seeds into earth and nurtured the ever-growing oaks that, centuries onwards, learned to rise like pillars to hold up the sky. But now a schism runs deep through the undergrowth, a poison in the harmonious and good-natured world the elves have planted for themselves. For a shadow has asserted itself, and from the depths of the Gloomwood, an evil is beginning to grow...