The room is warm, with sunlight beaming through the windows and warming me on the French imperial furnishings. The decorations are a combination of classical southwestern and modern, electronic. The furnishings are comfortable. I think it is a room in a mansion.
The forest is thick with trees, tropical varieties growing very high and obviously very old. Very little of the bright light gets into the forest, leaving the forest very dark.
The path to the forest is relatively easily navigated, although the narrow path twists and bends quite a bit, it is easy to follow. From the wheel and hoof marks in the path, I can tell that it is well-travelled. The brush has been beaten down, and thus the path is clearly marked.
The body of water is a river, too wide to simply wade to the other side. The water is turbulent and flowing, like white-water rapids.
The drinking vessel is a leather-skinned bag, from which you drink directly, and its bladder is filled with delicious wine.
The key is quite an old metal key, the kind known as a church key, that unlocks through a rather large keyhole. I think it unlocks a basement to a house, presumably one nearby.