Long ago, before The Shattering, it is said that forest grew continually from the heart of the Elvish homeland. What damage was done when the woodlands were sundered apart, none now know. One remnants of the Via Imperia still winds through the darkened boughs of Woodbury, but few dare take it.
Efforts to keep the roads clear of the ever encroaching forest are sometimes met with tragedy, as if a sentient force from the forest opposed such efforts. Bandits often strike from and retreat into the forest.
Hunting parties seldom travel more than half a day's journey into the woods.