Land of Vines

Hidden Forest (Morigakure)

The forest that this village resides in and is surrounded by is said to be filled with an impenetrable serenity. The trees themselves are thought of to be alive, filled with a peace that no one fully understands. The massive, beautiful trees are also said to protect their village from the superfluous matters of a corrupt world. Everyone that has searched for the village that hasn't been invited there by its inhabitants has gotten lost in the deep forest, and on common occurrences, they have lost their sanity entirely searching for the village. The buildings themselves have literally been sung out of the trees. Why singing to the plants coaxes the plants into growing into structures however, is still a mystery.
The Castle of Illismera, The Forest Floor, The Canopy, The Sacred Grove, High Kjerag

Elkwood

Elkwood is a small village along the outskirts of the forest of the land of vines. Edging the coastline, it contains the only port in the region. All paths that cross through the forest lead to this small town in order to lead travelers away from the main village. But when they get here, they simply come to a small suburb-like small town. The houses here are all cabins. The town has its own armory, its own mill, its own general store, and a river flowing through the center, crossable by one of two small bridges located at either side of town. Each entrance to the village, one on the East and one on the West, are guarded by two large archways with militia stationed on the top levels of each, and militia patrolling the ground underneath it. The town is surrounded by a wall of pointed and sharpened logs stuck vertically into the ground alongside one another. The little town answers directly to the Tsurukage, but the people there don't broadcast that fact to outsiders.
The Shrine of Shadows, The Sawmill, Balimund's Forge

The Portal to Twilight

The Twilight is an area only accessible through the portal in Elkwood at the Shrine of Shadows. The area of Twilight holds neither light or darkness, but is held in a strange limber state in between. Constantly through the air, small ripples appear in random spots where the darkness and light try to bridge a connection into this world, proving unsuccessful.