Folksburywoods

Many think they know the Wee Beasties, but the truth is unclear. These creatures have dwelt in secrecy within the ancient forest for millennia, scarcely showing themselves to outsiders. Small as they may be, Wee Beasties are not without a means to protect their home.  Learning of Mörken’s evil, the shaman Saphyrus…

Although the Waldvolker keep to the ancient forest, they have their friends.  The council of elders is informed that emissaries from the Trifid Clad and Dervish Tribes have arrived. Using the hidden paths that smugglers and traders used the two make their way to the coucil’s chambers..  Word spreads quickly…

Clover awoke one night to find herself alone. “Your mother is gone,” said the owl.  “Gone?” said Clover. “A fox has taken her while you slept,” answered the owl. Clover sat and wondered what she would do. As if reading her mind, the owl spoke. “You must go to the…

When facing the Dark One’s minions, some may underestimate the power of pixies, rats, or rabbits.  However, those who know of the Dirt Devils will find such underestimation foolish. In times of extreme danger, fae dragons like Altrix join forces with the Dirt Devils. They aid them in their fight.  Altrix…

Mörken, the Dark One, watches captured dwarf miners lug chunks of emerald from the depths of their mine.  The Dark One’s greed increases, so he seeks to destroy the forest and the earth beneath.

The Story Behind the Picture: Mörken and his Troth minions were determined to destroy the forest and its inhabitants.  However, they never quite seemed to win the battle. Infuriated, Mörken knew there must be something protecting the forest folk. Something that he could discover and destroy that would break their will.  One…

Many have gone to the quiet little pool in the forest’s center. However, all have failed to notice that the trickle of water from the fallen tree comes from nowhere.  If one were to examine it closely, one would see it is a portal. Peer deeply into the log, and…

While out for her morning constitutional, Tildee meets Alburg, a forest fae. Looking visibly upset, Tildee questions the fae. Alburg’s reply stuns the Nisse, who had heard of the Troth’s dastardly deeds but never met anyone who experienced them.  Tildee rushes to the council of elders. She informs them that Mörken…

Even the misfits of Folksburrywoods are forced to flee the oncoming storm of Mörken and his Troth devils. Bands of dark dwellers travel the open road, hoping to find shelter and a kind face. Once feared, these mighty woodlanders, humbled, sought escape from the relentless destruction caused by the Troth.