The outermost portion of Decessus territory has been given its name because of the restless souls that flock here. This portion of forest has a very surreal atmosphere. Regardless of the time of day mist this area remains fairly dark with only the most persistent of rays penetrating the fold of branches. Mist rolls through at all hours and some even say the wind harbors the souls of the dearly departed. Their wails fill the air at night and during the winter their shadows flicker about the trees as they become more active.
