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The Adventurer's Field Guide, page 344: The Odd Belt
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In N'avalia, there is a haunted section of woods that occupy the Trent Forest. Adventurers who wish to reach the other side of N'avalia are thrust to navigate it. It's a quaint mystery that this certain wood did not have a formal name as it had caused adventurers trouble for many decades. This fact may be because the locals of the village nearby didn't want anything to do with it. On the other side of the woods, the skies were noticeably darker, and the rains always seemed to come from its direction. Adventurers go because that is what they do. And the townsfolk, a population of about forty would give their hats down to pray when another traveler headed through.

It was an age in need of cartographers, and one brave cartographer, a Mont Foyeur, challenged these masked woods with the intention of discovering their secret. Brave as he was, his mind had strayed for too long to ever accurately describe the events that he had witnessed, but much has been collected by the people who were his friends.

It is the experience of the woods that marked them. Adventurer, a heavy weight of time rests itself in a darker area of the forest. In all it's mystere, Unicorns can be sighted or three winged butterflies, four leaf clovers, fairies and mythical creatures. But that's a side effect. As the feeling creeps, one falls into an endless hole when the light flickers at a certain pace as if waking and falling into a dream. One falls into an orbit of eternity that seems to extract one's energy. The life flashes before the eyes as one falls and is washed in the spectrum of emotion. Euphoria, sorrow, madness. Lucky for you, adventurer, Foyeur was able to face adversity and make his map. He said, "the trick is to hold onto yourself, and to keep believing in that which is your course."

A detailed map is included that outlines the area. The name was given after Foyeur made many trips into the woods, discerning the areas where the anomaly continued to occur. Some say that he got a strange satisfaction from doing what he did. Each year after the initial approach he improved his map and visited again, counting the men who remained only as raiment and collecting mementos left behind. Foyeur calls it 'The Odd Belt,' as the area is shaped in the outline of a belt. It's an oval with a single opening across from the Trent. Foyeur is now a well known adventurer of the past, and it is advised that you ask about this man in your travels should you ever have the strange fortune to the Belt, or to any other anomalies of similar nature.



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