The woods surrounding the village were ancient and not altogether natural, some trees were giant aberrations, standing hundreds of feet into the air, trunks dozens of feet around. There was not a sapling or stump in sight, the entire place thrummed with magic, much like the people that foraged and hunted in it's darkened depths. It was a mix of coniferous and deciduous, both abnormally large, all affected by some lingering enchantment, or perhaps were never of the normal breed. Creatures of large dimensions stalked it's brush, but the more recent ones were of a much darker and much more horrible nature.