Trees reach up following patterns like frozen lightning, stretching three miles right into the sky. The magical properties that allow them to ignore gravity permit this floating jungle to push out into the reaches of the upper stratosphere where leaves, each bigger than a ship’s sails brave the icy cold to absorb intense sunlight and fuel their winding trunk.

The forest when first seen looks like an optical illusion, but as you get closer to where the anchor roots sit, even the smallest being 100ft across, you see it is no illusion. Spherover picked up the plants in a world where thick smog-clogged the lower reaches of the planet. Through some magic, the plants evolved to ignore their earthly bounds and reach up to the stars. Rooting themselves on high places and growing upwards with no fear that they might topple. The magic is so potent that even dead plants continue to float and unless anchored or weighed down will tumble up and away into the sky above. The forest has been with Spherover since nearly the beginning of its recorded history and life wouldn’t be quite the same without it.

The forest is carefully maintained. Even in the greatest excesses of mad kings or cruel dictators the has never been overlogging or wanton destruction of the forest. The forest has long provided the people of Spherover with the means to make their flying ships, a vital resource. More important though, as easily as a hand cupping at a basin, it catches wandering clouds and sifts them of their water, that which is not used runs down and is collected in the lakes below, helping maintain Sperovers otherwise limited supplies. This vital role is no more obvious when after a strong rain the forest is exposed to bright sun and starts to steam, emitting a haze of mist that floats for miles.

Most of the plants are concerned with collecting water in some fashion, with variations from great green basins that also aim to trap animals that tumble in, all the way to small pitchers that when watered seal so tight that if they are plucked can make temporary waterskins. No one knows better the ways of living in this forest than the halflings and gnomes call the forest home. Pushed here during the reign of the cruel reign of The Orator these light and nimble folk used their small size to negotiate paths that would wilt under heavier people. 

Trapped here they learnt to make the forest their home and many stayed even after their foe was vanquished prefer the life in the trees, these residents are known as the Glider Clans. Despite their choice of home they don’t live as hermits or in rejection of technology, they constantly trade in exchange for finding rare herbs, collecting dead lifting vines and farming exotic crops that make their home in the floating forest. 

Life in the forest is not all fun and games though, the are numerous predators that leap between the green leaves. Monsters that have slipped in from the Fey tend to make their homes up here alongside some of the escaped or wild creatures of the menagerie. Wyverns and griffons make battle with displacer beasts and hags. The halflings and gnomes are well versed in fighting all sides and it is a rare member who is not gifted in some form of combat, though most are bowmen of some sort. 

The Glider Clans work in an uneasy alliance with the final occupants of the floating forest, the Drifting Druids. A reclusive order, they exist to maintain the forest and act in its best interest. For most, this means wandering the forest and checking that rot or disease is treated. Some might appear clad in plain green robes adorned in flowers to watch a logging operation as it clears out floating timber. It’s unclear how exactly these quotas are decided but once laid out only the most foolish crew will try and take more than their fair share.

The are rumours that the druids send out emissaries and spies into the cities of Caspi and Rasht to ensure that no foul plans or reckless behaviour are being encouraged. Rumours that can only be found amongst those who specialise in a certain form of problem-solving further state that occasional contracts are taken out to permanently remove those who pose too much of threat to the forest.

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