…Jagged Stone That Breaks the River’s Flow was, previously, in the North-East, and not particularly far from the Threshold. This is… the South-East, maybe? Or perhaps just worryingly far into the Pole of Wood? She’s never actually been there, so she’s not sure. In any case, this is quite bad, and very confusing.

What’s around but plants? Is there anything that seems responsible for this?

This area seems to be unusually devoid of responsibility!

It is kind of poisonous, though. The air is full of insidious spores and little specks of plant that are attempting to set up home in the nice warm embrace of her lungs.

Also a giant fly perched over there definitely seems to be watching her.

…Are the spores a Shaping effect?

Nah, these are a mix of perfectly ordinary insidious plant and fungal diseases / reproductive mechanisms, not even particularly magical any more! Shaping is more a Night magic kind of thing, probably.

Well, fuck.

She really, really, really doesn’t like the South.

Giant fly. That seems like something she can talk to and/or kill!

”Are you sapient?” she tries.

The giant fly rubs its forelegs together. It doesn't look all that sapient. It mostly looks like it's waiting for her to keel over so it can suck out her delicious vital fluids.

Well, if it's not sapient, and not attacking, she'll ignore it. She doesn't need food right now; her rations will be enough for some time.

She'll check the position of the sun, and start walking west. 

Being on the move is definitely encouraging the local plants to redouble their efforts at making the air a deeply unpleasant green fog that makes every breath burn, and generally doesn't feel too healthy, although it's not imminently fatal.

It's increasingly difficult to see the sun through the toxic miasma, and not trivial to keep a straight line amongst all the riotous vegetation. Large thorny brambles just happen to be in the way and attempting to snag on her more than one might expect from chance, although they aren't visibly moving with purpose.

There are quite a few oversized insects around, but mostly they are just going about their business.

Is the air clearer at the tree tops?

She doesn't need to see the sun to know where it is. She's a Solar.

It is a bit clearer at the tree tops!

She also gets a lovely view of this tree sized monstrosity which is closing on her position, followed by a number of smaller, more person sized monstrosities which look like people that plants have extensively grown in and around.

Some of the plant infested people have some unusual features, like scales and antlers.

…ah.

Well, they look people-shaped. That’s promising.

”Greetings! I apologize for my trespass!” 

If that doesn’t get a response, she’ll try a few more languages.

Excellent, they weren't quite sure of her exact position and now they're much more confident and coming faster!

They don't appear to be interested in vocalising.

This big guy down here definitely perked up at the words in the first language, though!

It seems like it's going to watch and wait how the fight goes for now, but it does chitter back in what might be something language adjacent.

They look similar to plants. That indicates that setting them on fire might well work.

In that case, she's now throwing a glass bottle of a very volatile substance at the large one, which mostly consists of quicklime, pine pitch, various refined salts, and whale oil. She bought this from a reliable Haslanti alchemist, and unless it dodges, it's now on fire. Bonfire level, probably.

Money is its own kind of magic.

You know that old saying about zombies and fire? How setting zombies on fire mostly gets you flaming zombies?

Yeah, that seems to be happening. It definitely makes an upset kind of horrible groaning roar, and now a giant bonfire is charging the tree she's in at full speed.

The little ones really don't like the fire and some of them are horrifically burnt by proximity to the big one, though, so it's not all bad news!

The jungle in general, rather than becoming on fire - it's a bit damp for that anyway - is mending itself enthusiastically in the giant's burnt footsteps.

The giant spider doesn't like things being on fire either, it hisses in disapproval and retreats under some especially damp leaf cover.

Oblivion take it all.

“Apologies, madame spider!” she shouts hurriedly.

Then she makes the executive decision to not be on this tree, and indeed be several trees away.

The flaming monstrosity lumbers along, but is about as fast as you'd expect something that size to jog, rather than extremely fast.

From this vantage point it is pretty clear that the jungle gets thicker and... weirder... as one heads to the west. More bizarre fruits, giant brambles that rival the trees, that kind of thing. And the treetop level gets steadily higher.

If it’s slower than her running, it’s ignorable. 

Which leaves time for the next issue:

That’s not how directions should work.

If she's in the East, and going west, that should make the trees thin out. This seems to indicate she's going the wrong direction.

But she can measure the sun in the sky as if it was her own body - she's going west, she's checked. So. She's not in the East, or something else weird is happening.

This definitely seems like the Pole of Wood. All the descriptions she's heard match it. It's definitely not the ocean, anyway. And this isn't the Blessed Isle, desert, coasts, or ice. That limits the possibilities. Which leaves The Underworld, Hell, Heaven, The Wyld, or something even weirder.

It's not Hell or the The Wyld. The Sun's here. It might be the underworld, she doesn't actually know how that works, but her essence is regenerating as normal, and this place feels very alive. It could technically be Heaven, but she doesn't remember know of any rainforests there.

...She'll split the difference and go north. Staying here isn't going to be useful, and the treetops aren't nearly as inhospitable. 

She might also not be seeing as far away as she expected - this world's not flat.

Like, it's huge enough to be locally flat, but a sharp eyed observer up on the canopy here, which definitely continues getting shorter to the East, would be pretty clear that there's a curved horizon effect going on.

The Sun is appropriately huge - possibly inappropriately huge, actually - and very far away, and this globe orbits it.

Visibility's still not great, and probably all a curve means is that she's on a mountain. Or her eyesight's getting worse. Exalting didn't actually fix her vision, so plausibly it wouldn't stop it from degrading? It could be, however, a clue that she's in Hell. Eyewitness accounts vary, but some claim it's curved. 

She can't see the Imperial Mountain either, but she wouldn't actually expect to, depending on how far from the Pole of Earth she is.

She does not, actually, have an intuitive sense of the size of the sun.