Grim trees swaying ever so melancholic, dark and desolate. Forever shadowed in darkness, lifeless yet restless. The stench of blood intermingle with burnt charcoal. Centuries ago this was a land only known to those of great power, Countess Tasha and Warchief Lhinovanion. Soon the veil will be broken and a land once hidden will become a new cornerstone. Will you dare to venture beyond the brush of  trees and into the darkness? Into the unknown?

For beyond the Weeping Forest will you succumb to death or triumph in victory.