Upon the forest floor lie trees of yesteryear, fallen in storms long forgotten. The seasons have been harsh, stripping away the bark and outer layers, yet rendering them all the more beautiful. They have the appearance of driftwood, twisting in patterns that would remind a careful observer of the seaside. The colour of the moss is kelp-like, it is soft, looks damp and yet fingers come away dry. This place is home to the crawlies, a decent predominance of bug types is found here, while normal types and a few others can be found too.

Controlled by: Vitalis