Forest of Laughing Trees

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Introduction

The waters of the Forest Naurumin run to the sea. We, its people, watch over it and keep it safe. No wandering terrors like those that beset the forests of the old world and the early ages of the Dosä shall hither come. The shrines are ancient here, and the dells and groves bear the weight of the centuries. At its heart Naurumin is an old wood though new growth ever spreads through her. Sacred is the forest, sacred is her people, and more sacred still are the ancient trees that grow there for they have seen many lives of elves in their day.

Children of the laughing trees, bow your heads and pray.

-Horoë, Great Watcher of Naurumin

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History of the Forest

Naurumin Forest, that which men call the Forest of Laughing Trees, was not always the sole domain of the Dosä. Before the time of the plague there was a city of Wind Elves here, and in the Fifth Age dwarves settled in the mountains. But the mines ran dry, and the Wind Elves perished in the sickness. The fields of Andaréa are now groves tended by my people and the ancient city lies undisturbed, the haunt of dark things.

The elvish city was called Andaréa, and it was settled in the Fifth Age by wind elves from Tailimisä. It sat at the heart of the wood and the wind elves cut down many trees for their fields. But always, they asked the people of the forest where they could hew, and the people of the wood obliged to give them lands. Bounded by three small streams, Andaréa grew and shrank with the passage of time as it fared better, or worse. The Andaréans made a Silver Circle in the wood and they were under the rule of the Gwydereon of the ancient wind elf homeland. They traded with us, and for their cunning metalwork we gave them furs, herbs, and plants known only to us. They were kind to the ents when they encountered them, but rarely ventured off their well-worn roads.

But then the plague came. At first, the Andaréans put up warding stones around the forest to protect the city. Then, they set a guard on the Silver Circle so no traveling elves might come bearing disease. But, in the end Andaréa was gripped with fevers and those that survived were not enough to keep the city whole; so they came with us, and became members of our communities, and were Anunëia no more, but Dosä of the wood.

The Dwarves came in the Sixth Age; Blue Dwarves and Iron from the port of Olfarhoss, drawn by the rumor of the Grovemount’s gold and gemstones. And for a time Brightmine flourished and we traded with its people. But the veins dwindled and war between Brightmine and its neighbors spilled into the wood, and in the Eighth Age it stood empty.

Now we are alone again, with the great Tree folk of the Forest, the Laughing Trees, the Ents. Not all are kind, and even the unkind are few. Our weapons are all of old dwarf or Andaréan make, for their metal has lasted these many centuries–sweet Sindabras and hard dwarf-steel. We are the elves of the Naurumin; this is our wood, and we shall ever endure in it.

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The Dosä of the Wood

The Dosä, my people, live in five communities in the forest. We are not wanderers as other elves of the wood may be. Neither do we build of stone as the wind elves did before they vanished. Our settlements, which are small, boast houses made from the bowers of trees, sung and woven together by the druids who watch over them. Our craft and skill is not in metalwork or stonemasonry but in knowing the wood and what it may provide. My people dress in simple clothing, linens and cottons which we trade for. The druids, of course, wear cloaks of woven leaves and flowers in their hair.

We rely on old dwarf-work and wind elvish weapons, for we have few metalcrafters amongst us. Our arrows are often tipped with bone, or with flint. When the full moon comes my people pray with the druids to Seniä; we hunt, we trap, we tend the groves near Andaréa. We sing songs aplenty, and the woodharp is a common sound in the forest of laughing trees.

We also go to the old groves where the ents live, and share stories with them, hear news from the borders of the wood. From time to time we must repel axemen come to find living wood from the forest, but not with violence. We keep the balance, we tend the wood, we watch the world.

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Life in the Forest

From the time of young childhood, Dosä in the forest are taught to make bows and arrows.

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The Watchers

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The Hunters

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The Growers

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Religion in the Wood

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Economy of the Dosä

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Geography

Aldamaan
Broadlake
Ilamanass
Konéporë
Naerlinn
Vaimeten

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Characters from the Forest

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Forest of Laughing Trees

Abridged History of the 10th Age Idabrius