A Green and Dead Sea
The curse left behind by the shells of gods has turned the canopy of this forest into a fungal carpet. It's tangled so thick that it can be skiffed across like a green and dead sea¸ on wood and steel barges¸ frigates¸ and scooters. Bismark's Guild of Hooligans has spare cash to throw to adventurers who climb down below the canopy and pilfer the pre-war tech that's probably still down there.