An immense forest untamed by even the mightiest of empires, no one knows how far the Gyrewood stretches. While small villages have been built within, those who head into the deepest sections often find themselves in the Feywild or the Underdark, if indeed they are heard from again at all. The old growth trees nearly blot out the sun, rendering the light patchy and ominous. Many of the most ancient trees are so large that one cannot even see around them, while even the newer saplings are tangled in moss and whirls of vines. Many say it is the Gyrewood that sprung from the blood and corpse of the first fallen god.