Naiasylve

Naiasylve, the Realm of Wizards and Fairies, is a Sacred Realm located in the Rolling Hills Province of the Western Kingdom. During the daytime, Naiasylve tends to be a beautiful and idyllic fantasy realm, but late at night when the Fairy Queen goes to rest, it is constantly besieged by Boogiemen and Night Terrors. 
== Geography ==
While the nature of Sacred Realms makes their exact extents difficult to distinguish, for the most part, Naiasyle appears to exist between the Roiling and the Halcon Rivers along the northern face of Aesohearth Mountain and reaching out..... 
==== Roiling River ====
The Roiling River is a white water rapids river that flows with such force that its channel scales upward on a least two hills on its natural course through the province. The River is at its most brutal in a location known as the Roiled Water Rise, where the River gains momentum down a steep valley and then surges over one of the aforementioned hills which it could not be bothered to properly channel around. While on most days by the time the water has reached the apex of the hill it has already lost a great deal of its speed and is ready to gently flow down its channel, on stormy days it will burst its way over the zenith and unleash a deluge of floodwaters that spread forth in every direction. 
==== Halcon River ====
A much more tame waterway than its neighbor, the Halcon River has a gentle and serene flow, picking up just enough momentum to burble on a few natural terraces where the terrain drops down. In some locations, its surface appears to be completely placid, and nowhere is this effect more uncanny than on its one major waterfall along its course, a location known as Mirror Falls. Perhaps due to the presence of Naiasylve, the water of Mirror Falls truly appears as if someone set a pane of liquid glass against a rock wall, and, indeed, the water seems to make no real movement or sound as it comes off the clifftop and merges with the tranquil pool below.
==== Harvest Fields ====
The Harvest Fields is a fertile cropland along the side of the Roiling River filled with oversized crops that sow themselves. If left to their own devices, the plants will run rampant and spread and curl and tangle all over the place. While the fields easily provide enough food to feed all of Naiasylve, their proximity to the Roiling River serves as both a blessing as a curse, as while its frequent flooding may supply fertile soil, it also has a tendency of uprooting and sweeping away all the crops.
==== Milkwell ====
Milkwell, named after the magical, milk-providing artifact at its center, is the largest settlement in Naiasylve. It is mostly populated by 
==== Weeping Woods ====
The Weeping Woods is a forest comprised mostly of Wisteria Trees and Weeping Willows. In late Spring, both breeds bloom, painting the forest a wondrous medley of pink and purple. In Summer, they return to a more homogenous blend of greens and yellows that do not quite differentiate themselves again Autumn arrives and some hold their yellowy hue while others grow deep amber or blaze brilliant crimson. When Winter arrives, all becomes blanketed in a powdery quilt of white until the Spring thaw sees the return of green and the cycle of colors is ready to begin anew.
==== Great Willow ====
At the heart of the Weeping Woods lies the Great Willow, an ancient tree nearly as large as the Great Oaks of the deepest groves of Silvia Woodlands. 
==== Forest of Lost Souls ====
South of the Weeping Woods lies the Forest of Lost Souls, another Willow tree forest, though one with a sinister breed of trees whose dark blossoms bloom a sickly purple, that is when their branches are not completely barren as the earth below them. The Forest of Lost Souls exists in distorted space that seems to expand infinitely; it is primarily inhabited by Ghosts and other spectral creatures and those who lose their way in the forest will also find themselves slowly etherealizing until they too are nothing but a phantom of their former self. While there do exist a number of Hostile Wraiths within the woods, most of the Ghosts are kind Spirits who will gladly help wayfarers find the path to the destination they seek, provided that they find said wayfarers worthy. Somewhere within the forest rests the Graveyard of the Lost, a memorial made by the Fairy Queen herself to the fallen. It is possible to travel through the Forest of Lost Souls and find oneself in Erewhon's Forest of the Forgotten, though none have ever done so intentionally.
==== Balefire Bog ====
South of the Forest of Lost Souls and bordering the base of the Aesohearth lies the Balefire Bog, a swampy woodland filled with blue and green flames fueled by natural gases. 
==== River of Mist ====
The River of Mist is a stream of warm water vapor that rises from the Boiling Lake at night.
==== Coronary Tunnel ====
The Coronary Tunnel is a Cave that connects the Mountain Hearth to Nucocytus.
==== Mundstoll Tunnel ====
The Mundstoll Tunnel is one of the two tunnels that connects the surface to the Mountain Hearth.
==== Felsen Tunnel ====
The Felsen Tunnel is the other tunnel that connects the surface to the Mountain Hearth.
=== Mountain Hearth ===
==== The Boiling Lake ====
The Boiling Lake is an underground lake superheated through geothermal activity. The steam that rises from the lake and travels out the Mundstoll Tunnel.
==== Nucocytus ====
At the hearth of the Aesohearth there is a frozen chamber known as Nucocytus, and it is here that the Fairy Queen of Naiasylve spends most of her days. Perhaps due to her interference, the area serves as a Null Magic Zone that supresses the Elemental Powers of all those who draw near.
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Other Things that need names
Bird People Area
Some floating thing, maybe a cloud castle that is only there in certain weather
The Brother and the Sister (Sister is Fairy Queen)
The Human Village
The Frozen Hell at the core of the volcano where all the inhabitants go when it is their time "to die (are preserved in ice"
The Guardian of the Frozen Hell, Theodore Bearre.... Hulk of Muscles in a land of magic....
== Key Figures ==
==== Laresa, the Keeper of the Hearth ====
Laresa is an almost angelic figure 
==== Theodore Bearre, the Guardian of the Fairy Queen's Throne ====
In the Realm of Wizards and Fairies, Theodore Bearre is an enigma that stands as testament to the glory of raw physical strength. He is the Gatekeeper to the Fairy Queen's Frozen Chamber of Nucocytus and he denies entry to all those without an invitation. He stands watch nearly every hour of every day, but on the rare occasions in which he is granted leave, he will simply block the way with Isalan, the Great Boulder of Ice. Even without the protection provided to him by the Null Magic Zone that encompasses Nucocytus, Theodore possesses innate Elemental Resistance and an overpowering force of will that grants him effective immunity to all but the strongest of spells. 
Despite his excessive bulk of muscles, Theodore remains soft to the touch.
==== Isabylle, the Fairy Queen of Naiasylve ====
For most the true origins of the reclusive Fairy Queen are but a thing of legend, but a select few of her closest confidants have heard her tell her tale. She was just an ordinary girl living with her family in a small village in the Great Western Plains, back in a time before the lands became known as the Rolling Hills. She and her younger brother had been playing make-believe in the fields that fateful morning when the earth let out a terrible shiver. The ground quaked and quivered, and so too did Isabylle and her brother as they heard the sound of wood planks and perhaps bones splintering and their parents crying out from their home. All around and beneath them the undulating landscape rose, and ascending above all else was the swelling red mass of the Aesohearth Mountain. The earth too cracked and snapped while the glowing hot cyst of the Aesohearth bulged from the mounting pressure of the magma below its surface. Isabylle could do nothing but watch, though her brother instinctively began to run down the rising hill they found themselves upon. "Wait!" She called out to him as from her vantage point she could see that another chasm was forming in his path. "Stop!" She shouted louder, but it was to no avail, as he lost his footing, tumbling down into the abyss and being swallowed by the earth before her very eyes. "Stop!" She yelled again as her lungs trembled and the earth rumbled. "Stop!" She shrieked at the sky as it was being dwarfed by the ready to burst Aesohearth. "STOP!" She screamed once more, and this time her voice echoed through silence. There was a stillness in the earth and air as everything around her came to a sudden halt. 
"Stop?" She heard another voice enquire. "Why should the world stop for you?"
"Just please, make it stop?" She whimpered, her voice and will now more shattered than the earth around her.
"Ah." Returned the voice. "I see now that you lack an appreciation for the indifference of the Elements. But, it truly is a thing of beauty is it not, look up and see how clear the sky is, how brilliantly the sun is beaming, today is a day no more cursed and no less blessed than any other. And even when the volcanic ash fills that clear blue sky, and all the world seems grey, the sun will be shining ever as bright behind the clouds."
"Please..." She said again, her voice weak, her gut wrenching.
"Very well" The voice returned, disinterested and feigning bemusement. "Perhaps I can permit you to make a world where the clouds weep whenever a loved one passes, a world where all people hold power over the Elements, a world where their dreams can weave into reality, and yet still a world where fate is not ever within their hands. So it shall be."
Once the words were spoken, time began to flow once more, and the wretched rumbling returned. Just as the peak of the Aesohearth ruptured, it suddenly dawned on Isabylle that she now had the power to make it stop, and so she did so. She stopped all the earthquakes in the area and forced all the magma back down to the molten core of the world. She then returned to her home to search for her family in the rubble, but the only body not completely ruined by the wreckage was her beloved Teddy, whose soft form withstood the crush. She decided that she would begin anew, and that was the beginning of Naiasylve.
With the help of her Teddy, she built a world like she and her brother dreamed of, desperately wishing that perhaps one day they would be able to share it. While she is mostly proud of what she has made, her greatest regret is that she cannot stop having such bad dreams and plaguing her fantasyland with her own nightmares.
== See Also ==
Naiasylve 1812 AE