There are tales of a place that exists between night and day, where twilight reigns and people go missing right where they play.

To normal eyes this place is bare. One may walk right through it unaware that the Feeorin Forest exists. However, should one come looking with this place in mind, one can find it just where it lies. Adventurers will find that the green grass begins to ebb until the sky abruptly changes color. The forest consists mostly of hues of blue. Some believe that is what the original Parvporan World Tree's magic looked like when it leaked onto Revaliir.

Around the edge where the blue begins are rings of white toadstool. They serve as the spell that hides the forest from unwanted eyes. Within the glamour of Feeorin the trees weep. Leftover magic from the splash of the long gone Tree of Parvpora still drips from branches and leaves. They glow with an eerie light. Bright purple berries appear in clusters, but be warned. One should never eat or drink anything from within this forest.

All over, parties are being thrown. Beautiful fairies dance, but that is not all: for there are mortal visitors here, with expressions of pure joy. However, one should look to the feet of these guests for the truth, as they are bloody and heavily wounded. Fairies cannot lie, but there are ways around the truth. The fun they promise mortals, alongside food, drink and entertainment, comes at a heavy price: a neverending dance that ceases only when the mortals collapse and die.

Around the forest one can find giant flowers with no stems, measuring up to thirty feet in diameter and weighing up to forty pounds were one were to pick them up. However, it is the smell that drives people away.. The flowers smell like the corpses the fey hide all over the forest.. They are aptly known as Corpse Flowers.

Firebirds fly the gloomy, twilit skies. Where they should be red, they are blue, but only because they drank the forbidden water. Qilin wander the forest stomping their oxen feet and roaring with dragons’ heads, while fire flows from their manes. Watch out for the chimerae that look for a very different game of their own! They may promise you riches and gold if you answer their riddles, but know that the price of losing may well be your life.

Throughout the forest one will find huts built on stilts. These belong to the witches of the forest, and one should beware them. Should an adventurer be foolish, he may end up becoming that night's dinner, for witches enjoy only the most tender of meats.

Towards the middle of the blue-hued forest lies a large mirrored body of water, known as Vila Lake. This lake is unique in that it was blessed by the sacred Tree of Parvpora before it fell. This water once fed the Tree and was blessed with a gift: Anyone can survive beneath the surface. Once one enters, one can breathe in it just as one might do above. At the bottom of the lake is a large siren city. Beautiful sirens swim around and offering adventurers their services.