Forest of Ulmeen

Ulmeen Rainforest. Calloth stumbled across this in his early adventures. Not so long after he discovered The Below. There was supposedly important artifacts there. Of what importance, he wasn't sure. He had visions of this adventure in his sleep, assumingly given and reinforced from The Below. It was quite beautiful there. Trees and plants as large as you could imagine. It was as if he had shrunk. Not only that, but the colors were vibrant and wild. Oranges, blues, pinks, it was impossible to list all the colors. All of them enhanced by the sheer size of these plants.

The flowers alone, once hollowed, were large enough to be rooms. The trees were utterly massive. It wasn't uncommon for whole families to live in a portion of a tree, with others below and above. It was all quite impressive. Caloth looked forward to living here one day. It was peaceful – mostly. With a focus shared bonds between loved ones and the bonds with the plants in which they lived. It certainly wasn't utopia, but it was as close as he could imagine. It was a haven from the evils in the world, which was apt, as the district he spent the most time in was called Haven by it's people. In Ulmeen, one could find many different kinds of people. It wasn't just Elves, Humans, Dwarves, it was more than that. Maybe not as abundant as the type of plants, but there was certainly no lack of peoples that decided to reside. Yes, some were cautious of others, but for the most part there was an attempt at understanding and good grace between the residents of Ulmeen.

The visions brought him to a lake. An ***oh so very large*** lake. There was an island in the middle. The whole area was considered sacred by the inhabitants of Ulmeen. From what Calloth could tell, there was no religious value but he could immediately tell the significance upon laying sight on the area. One could feel energy radiate from the whole area. The aura was electric. If Ulmeen itself was trying to trick your senses with the overly large plants and the over-the-top colors, the aura around the lake did not help. Calloths hair stood on end with no apparent reason why and it left him further confused.

The area was breathtaking. The water was so clear it was as if the fish were flying. The water was too deep for Calloth to see how far down it went, even considering the clearness of the water. The island itself was certainly supernatural. It *floated* in the lake. Large and made of rock, stone, and dirt, one would anticipate the island to have sank immediately. There it was though, floating in the air-like water. Calloth could see fish swim right on underneath it to the other side.

Once on the island, Calloth quickly discovered that the only thing on the surface was a cave. This is where his knowledge given to him from the visions ended. He took his first steps in his journey underground.

His journey ended quickly.

There was a single room below ground. In it were three statues: One, an old man extending his hand. The old man appeared weak, back hunched, holding his cane or staff to keep him standing. Two, a younger looking man, possibly in his 20s, obviously a warrior of some kind. Muscular, with a large sword. Three, unlike the other two sculptures, this was not a human, or any form of creature for that matter. It was a large ball. Around the ball were wisps that extended into the air, seemingly being pushed back. It reminded Calloth of flames being carried by the wind.

Oddly, the two statues of people had their hands extended towards the space in front of them, as if to exchange greetings with the air. It kind of reminded him of the air-like water outside. Something definitely there, but not quite visible. Callth was not able to deduce the meaning of the gestures. Calloth investigated the area. He placed his hands on all the statues, including embarrassing attempting to shake hands with the two statues offering their hands. Nothing occurred.

With no way to move forward with the quest, it was time to move on. Calloth said goodbye to the beautiful Ulmeen and the few acquaintances he had grown close to. It was time to move on. It was time to continue his journey elsewhere.