Cetacea

''Cetacea is an immense whale that has slumbered for eons, growing and feeding off the magical energy of the Well. A thick moss covers it’s carapace, upon which a loamy soil has accumulated. The towering forest called the Weald is rooted into this loam near the whale’s head. It contains trees that have stood for longer than recorded history, with canopies large enough to hold cities and trunks that span kilometers. Some say that by now, the trees themselves have become one with the whale, their roots anchoring deep into it’s tough hide. Beneath this vast forest, within the mouth of the whale, live a thriving colony of myconids. Traveling down the back of the whale, the immense trees of the Weald are replaced by the tangled brush of the Mushwood forest. Beneath the thick canopy of the Mushwood, unusually large fungi and trees are interwoven, occasionally merging into gleaming luminescent structures that illuminate the gloom beneath the thick canopy. The wood becomes more and more fungi based as it approaches the Bluefens, a marshy land filled with the small streams that flow from the mountainous ridgeline of the whale’s dorsal fin. Past the dorsal fin, the pale trees of the Flukewood forest twist towards the sky, providing travelers with a degree of shelter from the heavy Iatrus winds. As the fluke gently drifts up and down in the wind, the trees of this forest bend and curve at unnatural angles. A race of sentient spiders call this forest home, creating resilient funnel webs that catch all those unfortunate enough to be caught in the jetstream.''