All righty everyone, all of the hints are up! And as promised I have one more final clue for the last day of the event :3 This is the description of the area, I'm putting it up so that everyone has a great opportunity of finding the egg! Don't forget to post there so that you can get it!
Where legends are buried, there are always figments of truth. Long ago in the lands of Parvpora, Canelux’s tree had a twin. It stood for generations while the gods of that land rose and fell. However, the people of the land were disgusted by the tree and its ability to create gods. The gods for a long time had plagued the people and killed many. Finally, an army marched upon the tree.
When the battle was over, the soldiers threw their arms up in great joy. The Gods that had once ruled over the lands fell, and so did the tree. The tree fell in a great conflagration, but in vengeance, it let out one final curse. Every surviving soldier was paralysed while trees grew from around their feet, wrapping around their petrified bodies and leaving only fragments of armour, equipment and weapons protruding from the wood. The shapes of hands and faces in a state of fear and agony, pressed-up against the inside of the bark, are still clearly visible today.
After many days the wives of the soldiers came looking for them. They had seen the mighty tree fall and were anxiously waiting for their loved ones to return home. When they arrived at the site, they found nothing but twisted abominations. However, when one wife approached, she collapsed in tears, for emerging from the tree was a locket she had given her husband before he left. It did not take the rest of the women very long to find their husbands amid the arboreal ruins.
Some did not falter, but others many ended their lives by their own hands in the shadows of the new trees. All that they had fought for had been taken from them in a final, cruel twist.
Over the centuries that followed, the trees continued to grow, casting eternal night beneath. Ropes used by the wives to hang themselves still dangle from boughs as though tied there yesterday, but their bodies have long-since been consumed by the forest, never to be put to rest. Many are believed to roam the forest as wailing spirits, plaguing any and all who dare enter.
The once beautiful lands within the forest have become a swampy mess. Beware the wispy lights that come and go, as they always signify when one of the wailing spirits are near. Around the edges of the forest are charms hanging from branches to protect those who live on the outer edge.
Are you brave enough to venture into the cursed forest of Parvpora?
