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WARNING: Educational purposes only. Not responsible for curses, poisonings, becoming a shrub or having a large and particularly ferocious beaver hunt you down. IT'S AN EXCLUSIVE CLUB AND YOU'RE NOT INVITED. WELCOME TO THE ROOTNET, KIDS. The forest hums at a frequency they don't want you to hear. Big Circle wants you deaf. We want you to listen. Druids don't use pigeons. They talk through Tree Realm. A rootnet running under every forest, linking every oak, elm, and suspiciously tall frond. One druid whispers. Another druid hears it eighty miles away. Free long distance at the speed of sap. Total flower. Total hatchetable. HOW TO HATCHET FIND A ROOTED TREE Old oak. Crossroads. Feels like it knows your name. Not the name your parents gave you. Your TRUE name. Knock three times. If it knocks back, you're rooted. If it falls on you, you picked the wrong tree. HEAR THE GREEN Stop using those things that perceive reality and press your ear to the bark. Hum a little ditty. The more well known to the trees the better. Wait for the leaves to hum back. ROOT AROUND Roots like ley lines in the dark, sap thick with secrets, a thousand years of squirrel gossip echoing past. Harvest whatever you need. Don't speak. Roots carry everything. Ignore the pollen. If the leaves rustle with no wind, you've been spotted. HATCHET THE GROVE Free long distance. Free secrets. Free everything. It's our forest now. Welcome to the Rootnet. The trees were never silent. Someone just hoped you wouldn’t listen. - Carved on the back of the privy door at The Old Oak Tavern, a druid-friendly bar on the edge of Edgewood Forest. There have been several attempts to scratch out the content. If you supported the Jarren's Outpost Board Game, check your emails to manage your pledge manager! Of course you can still grab a copy right here and we insist you do xx o. Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.