Genre Setting Rules Pseudo-Medieval Fantasy/High Fantasy A Forest of Death Subjected to be edited at any time. No God Modding (killing a boss or completing a quest in one post, being invincible) No Power Playing (taking control of a character, taking OOC info and implying it to the IC) Keep Romance to a Minimum Please Use Proper Spelling and Grammar No Killing off a Character without Written Permission As an aimless wonderer or as a party you happen across a dreary forest full of dead trees, dried foliage, and reeking of decay. You could have sworn you only took two steps pass the tree line with the intention of cutting your journey to the next village short a few days only to turn around and find yourself suddenly engulf in the foreboding lands. Evil forces are at play but the only thing you can do now is humor them and venture deeper, keeping a straight trail in hopes of finding an end to the sprawling forest of death. It feels like hours before you find the first hint of another living thing in the form of a foot print. It's fresh and by the looks of it the being is barefoot. You consider following after the trail only to have a young woman wearing a tattered tunic dress barrow by you in a blind panic. You stand there looking after her, watching her track through the forest only to have her pass you once more. You quickly realize she's running in circles in a blind panic. The third time around is when she notices you and she stops dead in her tracks, breathing heavy and eyes wild as she finally speaks in airy tones, "I'm not a witch."