Pinecrest

The heavy scent of pine and evergreen perfumes the air of this spacious coniferous forest. Dry needles blanket the ground, and all tends to be quiet and muffled. Wolves will wander here for introspection, and sometimes for melancholy. Prey tends to be scarce, and there is a general air of reverence in this area that is uncommon to the largely atheistic populace of Da’Ira. Words tend to be spoken in hushed tones, and the cry of eagles and the bubble of the occasional stream are often the only sounds heard by the weary traveler here. Pinecrest surrounds Lake Immeln, a hidden gem within an otherwise endless sea of green.