Thorntree Hollow

Thorntree Hollow is a land of the dead. Both trees and grass have had the life sucked out of them due to the sun beating on the land with such intensity during the day. Sandy bars have formed near the small watering hole that is left so that it is a steep walk to get a drink. Hundreds of gnarly trees wave their deadly thorns at passers by, threatening to chuck them away in the slightest breeze. Not much life can survive here among this unforgiving flora, but those that can have become quite adept at it. Food is scarce here, with only cones of pine and perhaps the stray nut that falls from the hands of a squirrel. Berries are abundant near the bases of the trees, but getting past their thorned guardians is no easy task, their twisted branches reach out around the bushes and the ground near them like spider’s webs. They grab hold of anything that gets near them and to escape would mean ripping the flesh from one’s self in their hast be done with it. When darkness falls across the land and the night begins a haunting chill that blows in with it can only be warded off by those in numbers, or who seek shelter in one of the natural underground caves or rodent built burrows.

Idea courtesy of Nathair (Darkscale)

Male Leader: Filtiarn
Female Leader: None
Deputy: None