Aramadai, the Sanguine Tangle

The Ascendant Realm of Xicohtencatl, the Unfurled Blossom of Ten Thousand Maws. The birthplace of all of Edras' plant creatures, Aramadai is an infinite jungle world filled with all manner of flora - horrible, exotic, and forever hungry. Rivers run red with the vitae of creatures drawn to the Sanguine Tangle from other worlds so that their lifeblood might soak deep into the roots of this realm. Aramadai itself is a massive tangle of branches, roots, and vines with neither root nor crown. Instead, boughs the size of mountain ranges twist and curl through space, cradling within their grasp entire regions. The branches of the Sanguine Tangle are sustained by the brilliant core at the center of their twisting spiral - the Heart of the Wood, a floral sun that shines with a beryl light. Within the hedges can be found mangrove forests, great copses of pine and oak and far more alien trees, blankets of wildflowers in shapes and colors unknown to Edras, and within hidden hollows thrive various molds and fungi. The Sanguine Tangle goes on forever, and its leaves cover everything.

Places of Interest

The Hanging Bower: All forests could be said to belong to the Green Mother, the Emanation of the Drosera, yet her personal domain is the Hanging Bower, located deep within the endlessly shifting Silkwood. Here, the feasting halls and pleasure chambers of the Green Mother’s court hang high above the forest floor, suspended from the trees’ canopies by ropes of silk woven by monstrous spiders. Even the floors of these chambers are often made of taut silk as strong as iron, combining with innumerable colored lanterns and the forest’s perpetual twilight make the Hanging Bower an exquisite realm of half-glimpsed faces and suggestive shadows.
The Bloodpetal Throne: As befits the patron of carnivorous plants, the Green Mother’s throne is not some construct of wood and iron, but rather a living plant—a flytrap of immense size. The mistress of the Hanging Bower lounges within its fringed jaws on a damp, fleshy tongue the size of a bed. In addition to being the literal seat of power, the throne is also an enforcer within the Green Mother’s audience chamber, extending forth on a long stalk to devour those who anger her. Yet there’s clearly more to the throne than meets the eye, as the Green Mother will sometimes command the great mouth to close down around her and remain inside for moments or weeks at a time, with no one in the court having any idea what goes on inside. Most rumors assume the throne harbors a portal, or some sort of rejuvenation pod. Occasionally the Green Mother takes others with her into the throne’s interior, but other than the Eldest, those around whom the jaws close are rarely seen again.
The Cavern Wombs: Not all of Aramadai hangs from the trees. Far below the Bower’s silk floors, the forest loam is pocked with openings to large cave complexes. The Cavern Wombs are heated by deep geothermal springs, making their walls constantly warm and dripping with sanguine condensation. Fungus of both intelligent and more mundane varieties grows rampant in the smooth-walled tunnels, and the alien flora above regularly bring garbage and corpses down here to facilitate both growth and decay.
The Witchbole: A giant, twisted thorn tree which Treerazer uses as a fortress and palace. As if its appearance were not harrowing enough, the bloated, gnarled tree is completely mobile, crawling slowly through the forest on its writhing roots. The Witchbole's true nature remains a mystery, though the treants of the Fierani Forest avoid the topic, leading some to believe that the massive demonic arbor was one of their kind before being corrupted to Treerazer's evil will. The shattered crest of the Witchbole sometimes twists into the outline of a face, although this visage is vague. On its branches are the impaled corpses of those who sought to confront Treerazer directly. The anthracite-black waters of the tarn surrounding the Witchbole are home to perhaps the largest demon in Aramadai, the gargantuan hezrou Vamollaroth.
Mycelia: An immense, perfectly round cavern hollowed into the underside of a branch on the far side of the realm. It smells of fungus and sweet decay. Dim purple light emanates from the fungus that carpets the floor. Stalactites and stalagmites are arranged with obviously ordered intent. In the realm's center is the Palace of Psilofyr, a gargantuan mushroom that rises from a bottomless lake. Psilofyr, the Emanation of the Myconid, banishes those with violent intent from his realm. Mycelia can only be found by those not seeking it; those who comprehend this paradox are ready for the realm of Psilofyr.