The great forest

You come to the edge of civilization as far as the eye can see. The huge moss covered trunks of trees stand in front of you some at least as big as the cities largest walk way. The hollows of the trees are so huge that you could literally live comfortably in side one, you notice. Their leaves are easily as wide as your head and as long as your arm. Undergrowth seems to blind you in a green abyss. You have heard many rumors about if great forest. That it is so vast that it includes a desert and an uncharted mountain and new animals to be hunted are found almost every day. You have also here that most things that go in never tell another tale and lay behind unmarked above ground graves. This sends a series of shutters through you before yo can suppress them. As your eyes flick nervously around you surroundings for any new untold predators.

Tyr Lasar'nislar looks for a hand hold on the tree in front of her from what shes heard up is the safest way to enter since many unseen predators lurk in the lush greenery down below. She reminds her self again that not all predators live near the ground and shakes the quivers out. She grabs onto a knot in the trunk and swings her self up to another hand hold in the tree. After a few minuets she finally gets into the first branches, and draws out her mace, and reattaches her shield. If they wanted to have a nice tender elf for a snack they could go a head and try. She pulled her self up on the next branch and found a hollow. She readied her self for an intense fight if anything lived in it. She came up to it and looked inside. Nothing. The thing was completely empty. She laid out her pack inside and went out to get a piece of wood for a barricade. She slips out an Axe and begins to hack a large piece of wood out of the limb.
She finished an hour or so later and took the piece back to her home. then began hacking two pieces out for supports to go acrossed on the inside. after she had done this she went back into the hollow. Then began hacking grooves for the door and the boards so that the boards would not come out unless she took them out.She got a 6inch slot carved all the way around it finally and started making the door and boards the right sizes. She needed to hurry the sun was going to set and them she would have no time left since thing in trees hunt at night. She started to hack at it faster until it was done and the slid it into the slot it was a tight fit but that was good unless the wood swelled..
She worked on a place to pull the door opened when it wasn't barricaded shut then but now was time for rest she was barricaded into her home now. She stripped down to her undergarments and pulled on a small gown then laid down with her mace and shield ready on her heavy blanket wrapped her self in her cloak . Put her head on her pack . Then reminded her self that a bowl shaped wooden floor was not fun to sleep on even if the tilt was small so she would have to collect leaves and grass to fill the bottom. She would be down there for hours and have to make many trips,but that would have to wait until her energy was restored. She took a deep breath in through her nose and smelled the smell of life and rotting wood . Then she though life needs water where will I get a water source with out going to the ground anytime I need a drink. But the she also remembered that hollows in trees were not usally a perfect bowl like this, they where jagged like the opening of the hollow and filled with rotten wood and very unstable. Her eyes opened wide this wasnt a natrual hollow this was man made and what ever or who ever made this wouldnt be happy when they returned, if they did.

To be continued...