The Mortality of Green (d20)

Tis said of that ancient brooding forest that even before the world grew acustomed to the light of day, that her stems were grown high and her eves alredy dark and contemplative. If ever those ancient trees have pondered, however, then it was in silent expectancy, brooding on a bent that only they and perhaps a few others may know, for it has never been theirs to speak with vocal tongue. Mayhap they ponder simple things, or maybe they wonder on the many creatures which have come to crawl the earth since those days before days, for all manner of beasts and monsters have come from the outlands to slip into obscurity underneath the shadowy vale of Darkenfold.