In a previous Age, one before the Great Artifice, the Morgun Forest stood as testament to the power of nature. The flora of the Morgun were more active than most of what one would find in the other forests of Sapience. At some unknown point in time, the ancestors of the citizens of Arbothia decided to settle in the area. Being unable to remove the nuisance of the trees from the land they wanted to settle, the settlers wove a powerful spell to enchant the trees and put them to sleep. The trees slumbered, becoming quiet and unmoving like those in other forests. The settlers chopped down the trees for timber, and built the settlement that would come to be the village of Thera.
Time passed, and with it came the Great Artifice. Even the villagers of Thera forgot
that the forest had once been awake, and that the trees and bushes had moved about
as they pleased. The Therans went about their daily lives as craftsmen and harvesters
until one fateful day when the forest was touched by a jungle. A group of toucans took
wing, flying on a path different from the one their ilk usually followed. One of
these birds was ill, and it perished on the odd path, plummeting into the Black Forest.
The toucans of the Itzatl Rainforest have a symbiotic relationship with a type of
parasitic ant. In the rainforest, these leaf-cutting ants served to trim the thick
foliage of the jungle trees, but in a deciduous forest they served to upset the entire
ecosystem. Some of these ants emerged from the corpse of the toucan and began to infest
the local trees, stripping leaf and bark in a ravenous fashion. Duiran took note of
the invaders and attempted to thin their numbers, but no matter how many of the ants were slain, more kept hatching.
Slyphe became desperate to quell the invasion and turned to Chakrasul as a
potential source of aid. The Lady of Corruption suggested that Necromancy might
be employed to kill a ring of trees, containing the spread of the ants. Realizing that
Duiran would not suffer the idea of Extermination being used in the forest, She
instead suggested that flame might be used. Duiran remained unwilling to accept Her
suggestion and She grew irritated. In Her frustration, She touched an ancient oak
tree nearby, brushing it with Her Divine Essence. Everyone present was shocked
as a feminine shape fell from the tree and coalesced into the form of a beautiful
dryad. Rather than claiming any sort of right to the dryad, Chakrasul withdrew
stating that forest issues were not a concern of Hers and that Her advice was clearly not needed.
The dryad sobbed, explaining that she was in pain from the attacks by the ants as well
as the citizens of Thera, who came to chop down the trees for varying reasons. Those
present were cautious of the dryad, not certain if they should trust a creature that
seemed to have been created by Chakrasul's touch. The dryad became frustrated with the
lack of action from the forestals and she embedded herself back in the ancient oak,
refusing to emerge again. The dryad's appearance was another event to ponder, but it
did little to suggest how the problem of the ants could be contained. Someone postulated
that fire could be employed, and the ancient oak rustled in response to the statement.
The oak seemed to encourage the idea, and the small field where the tree stood was set
ablaze. The ants upon the tree popped and burst into tiny flames as they began to fall
off of the oak. The tree shuddered, shaking the burning ants from its form as it commanded, "Get those flames off of me!"
The tree's statement stunned those present, as they were not accustomed to trees speaking.
They quickly doused the tree, putting out the flames that had ended its torment at the
mandibles of the ants. The oak spoke little, expressing only that he intended to awaken
the others of his kind. In the coming months, he wandered about the forest, stomping on
the ants as he pondered his course of action. One day the answer came to him, and his
voice roared across the land as he called upon the Elder Trees to awaken. First the Willow,
then the Beech, the Pine, and the Maple were awakened. Each of these Elder Trees awoke
the lesser trees of their kind, and they all bowed to the Elder Oak, proclaiming him
"Arghash, King of the Black Forest." The trees revealed that the Black Forest had once
been known as the Morgun Forest and that no animal made its home there, for it was a place where the flora reigned supreme.
Time passed, and the settlers of Thera became more and more uneasy over the activity of
their southerly neighbors. The Theran Priest, Arboth perused the ancient tomes at
his disposal and learned the truth about the village. Knowing that the land his peers
lived on had once been part of the Morgun domain, he deduced that it was only a matter
of time before the living trees marched on the village to reclaim it. He rallied those
willing and able to fight, gathering a mob together to defend the village through offense.
The children and craftsmen of Thera fled the village for safety, taking refuge far away.
The mob left into the forest, armed with axes and torches. As they moved into the forest,
they used their makeshift tools of war to cut down trees and set the forest ablaze. The
living trees resisted, and Duiran came to their aid, putting out fires with water and ice
while the numbers of the Therans slowly dwindled. The priest cried out, rallying the mob
to continue their crusade, even after the trees had become victors. None of the Duiranites
harmed the priest though, as Arghash had requested that he be spared. The priest continued
marching through the forest, ranting at the top of his lungs until he stumbled across the
Elder Oak, who seized him up with his branches, berating him. The priest was fervent and
would not listen to the tree's words. Arghash left, carrying the priest with him, intent
on teaching him a lesson about respect. In the aftermath of the mob's assault, it was
discovered that the village of Thera was empty, but their actions had not been forgotten.
The malice shown by the Therans had awoken the hemlock bushes from their slumber. The
bushes were guardians of the forest, and they lashed out indiscriminately at anything that was not a plant.
The trees were resolute in their goal, and the borders of what was once known as the Morgun
Forest were blocked off by the Elder Trees. For many months, only a handful of Druids could
manage to find a way into the forest, and the things they saw within were strange indeed.
The songs of birds and buzzing of bees were absent from the forest. Where many innocuous
flowers had grown before, poisonous blooms now took root. The message of the forest was clear.
This was no place for creatures of flesh and blood; it was a realm of xylem and phloem.
When at last the Elder Trees moved and allowed those brave enough to venture into the forest,
it had become almost unrecognizable. A lake was located at the center of the forest, one of
its most distinguishing features. Mist made vision difficult in the lake surrounding the island,
and it was inhabited by water spirits that hadn't been seen in the area previously. In a grassy
clearing, Thera's well still stood as a final testament to the fact that a village had once stood
on those grounds. Throughout the forest, the hemlock bushes prowled, stalking and battering any
intruders, even Druids. Strange mists could be found in low-lying areas, and they were lethal.
The first breath of the mists would inflict paralysis on an unwary victim, and subsequent
breaths almost always led to death unless a quick rescue was performed. The forest was harsh and hostile.
Perhaps the most controversial change to the forest was the return of Morgun Island
The island was home to two strange humanoid statues. One was an obsidian statue of a masculine
figure that appeared to be protecting the other, a feminine statue of green crystal. The
statues seemed to be both alive and sculpted at the same time, and some insisted that they were
the cursed forms of spirits of the forest. Few Druids had groves within the forest, but those
that did became involved in attempts to discern the nature of the curse that had befallen the
two figures and remove it. For years many different attempts were made with little success.
It seemed that the unsettling statues and mists of the forest were there to stay.
Amelia, the Arch Dryad that had fallen out of the Elder Oak with Chakrasul's touch, and her
consort, a nayar named Namal had been bewitched by the Goddess of Corruption. After his awakening,
the Elder Oak struck a deal with Chakrasul. The Morgun Forest had been ruled by a
council of Elder Trees, but he wanted more. He wanted to be the King of the Forest no matter
the cost. He accepted Her Corruption in order to awaken the other trees of the forest
and to be their superior. Blinded by his ambition, he did not realize that Chakrasul was
bargaining with his dryad as well. Chakrasul appeared before Amelia, taking the form of a
radiant dryad. She convinced Amelia to submit herself and Namal into Her service in exchange
for the revival of the forest. Amelia was unaware of the pact between Chakrasul and Arghash,
and she and Namal were split in twain. The bodies of the dryad and nayar remained on Morgun
Island, while their souls served Chakrasul within the Castle of Despair.
After years of trial and error, the dryad and nayar were freed from their prisons. Innumerable
pearls were placed into the crystalline statue until it cracked, and a Druid located the crystallized
essence of the forest and she placed it into the statue's arms causing both statues to shatter.
Amelia was beset with questions from the curious forestals, but in the end only a couple of things
became clear. The first was that Amelia's pact had meant nothing, for Arghash had bargained for
the awakening of the forest himself. The other was that Amelia was pleased with the forest being
awake, and she had no intent to change it from its corrupted state. The pair appeared weakened,
and many attempts were made to bolster their strength in hopes that perhaps the Arch Dryad's stance
on the forest's corruption would change if she felt stronger.
Eventually, the shards of Amelia's crystalline prison began to be located throughout the forest.
Upon touching her, the shards would shatter into a mist that would be absorbed into the dryad,
seeming to make her seem a little bit stronger. Some members of Duiran and Enorian discovered that
the shards of Amelia's prison could be purified in the Mirror of Purity in Enorian. When these
shards were given to the dryad, they too exploded into a mist which she absorbed, but they appeared
to cause her pain. In the end, the dryad was crippled by the purified shards, but the corruption
of the forest persisted. Arghash carried Amelia and Namal to a barren spot in the forest, and
Amelia began to claw at the ground near the spot where the Theran well still stood. It was
discovered that her clawing was a fevered attempt to get to the Sacred Spring, which ran beneath the forest.
Using buckets of water purified in the Mirror of Purity, numerous heroes cleansed the Sacred
Spring, but the corruption they purged from it remained in the cavern as a miasma. Calling
on the Triumvirate of Duiran, a ritual was performed to cleanse the waters of their
corruption permanently. Tendrils of the green vapor made their way into a well-hidden
cave in the forest, where the Mirror of corruption lay. The mist began to react with the
minerals that the mirror was laced with, and as its face bulged in a reactive manner, Amelia
screamed as her soul dissipated into the air, leaving behind only a wooden skeleton. Arghash
fled the area, concerned that the corruption leaving the forest would be his end as well.
As the mirror reacted more violently, it eventually shattered, collapsing the cave that housed
it. With the source of the corruption gone, the trees of the forest were freed, and they began
to recount the tale of Scipter, the rogue Druid that had helped pacify the forest so long ago.
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