The dark forest hid them from their destroyers, the Mother Yew wept for a century at their murder, and the priests rewrote the songs and rhymes until the world forgot them. The conquerors abandoned their watch, but the Zoviyan Empire, bloated by its centuries of glut, sent the last person it should have into the trees.

Ghosts forget nothing, and when the blood of their enemies enter the cursed forest, they wake, their revenge at hand.