The lore

[Ghai]

Long has past since the Golden ages. We all know of the confusion and the mystery of the Labyrinth. Its mysterious depths, its endless treasures, and the beckoning fame that awaits. Every adventurer worth their salt craves what the forest has to offer, and yet it craves human flesh and blood. And endless struggle wavering only in the slightest. Stories abound of the epics that can be carved in the forest, but alas it has yet to be conquered.

It has been many years since the last guild managed to see the deepest depths. Unfortunately, the last member died before she could convey what they saw. Her words were mucked by blood and fatigue. "Lies... The forest is... Death..." The last few words shocked everyone. While they remain hidden from the public, those few words told the council what was in the depths. Nerves and emotions peaked at the information. Knowing what was at the bottom, they're history, everything at the bottom of the forest!

The next day information was released. Adventures we're needed more then ever to reach the bottom. The council revealed that the bottom had been reached, but the warriors were unable to make it back alive. With them the map was lost, but hope was not.

The day after, and since then, the forest has never seen such a vile amount of human blood...