Deep, far into the dark woods west of any civilization, lies a path. It wasn't constructed, but slowly warn into the landscape by the thudding of feet. By tireless footsteps.

You follow this, eventually coming across an incredible sight. There's a giant sequoia tree towering into the air, it's massive trunk carefully carved... A house. Warm lighting falls from the cottage-like windows, flowers growing on the front door. It is quaint, subtle. 

Walking closer you can see that the carved out inscriptions on the building are raw, almost if scratched in. A golden door knocker gleams out at you.

[A veteran female roleplayer sneaking around being anon, what more could you want to know? ;) I'm friendly!]