A magical place where everyone is happy. The children are happy. The squirrels are happy. The birds fly happily from branch to branch, singing a song they cannot help but sing (they are programmed robot birds after all) as residents of the great tree step outside to listen and obey: Smile so the sun may shine, Smile so there may be rain , Smile, for you are obliged. Smile to disguise the pain. The council of unicorns has graciously declared The Great Tivea Tree a political monument - an emblem of all that is forcibly joyful in Montavera. As you climb its bark and crawl its winding ways, your skin will crawl (but in a good way) and you’ll feel nauseated (but in the good way) and a happy sort of terror begins to fill your chest. This is the joy all Tiveans experience daily. It is believed that all fey find their roots here and will eventually return to claim them. Knowing this, all citizens of Tivea await, eagerly, hungrily, and happily, forks and knives in hand. Ready for the Annual Feeding Feast!