An enclave of natural grandeur lies deep in the Bat’yan rainforest, guarded by a border of thick, towering trees. Intruders into Kal’oro Grove are punished with harsh, permanent transformations by the circle of old servants of nature that dwell within: the Kapre Druids. Their power over the basic nature of the world has gifted these beasts, who are almost all sloths, with everlasting life. They walk the Bat’yan as something otherworldly, more akin to the nature spirits of the Seelie than their original forms.
When a willful creature acts to protect nature in the Bat’yan, they may earn the notice and approval of the Kapre Druids. However, if one takes from nature too greedily or commits wanton acts of destruction against old trees, one risks their wrath.
Those with a relationship to nature one way or the other will sometimes look through their window at night to see one of their broad silhouettes, and smell the faint aroma of the cigars they smoke.
When one earns enough of their attention, they are scooped up into the Kapre Druids’ enormous clawed hands and carried into the night. In the middle of Kal’oro Grove, good people are said to be gifted with a wreath made from precious golden leaves that only grow within it. Evil people are transformed into twisted, squawking crosses of three different beasts, and let loose to totter through the rainforest until nature reclaims them as a meal.