A calm lake with an astounding volume of bugs, amphibians and other creepy crawlies.
Patron of all things that croak and ribbit. Warty and moist, but with exceptional legs.
The grandest of all trees in the whole multiverse. The Conduit of All Souls falls from its loftiest boughs.
A cursed sack of infinite food. Those who start eating find it almost impossible to stop.
Repeated stories of false people who steal and consume the body parts of misbehaving children.
A rough ranking system for beings far more powerful than mortals.
A well-camouflaged, icy ooze that preys on warmer lifeforms. Can change between two distinct forms.
A magical baked good. Filled with cooked recurrants. Tastes like your favourite food.
Fey-native berries that are uniquely poisonous. Victims suffer from hallucinations of their past.
Acres of hedge maze overseen by an unknown archfey. Those who go in rarely come out.
A ramshackle village built from scraps within a clearing deep in The Hedge. Houses those hopelessly lost.
Mistress of all hags. Archfey of the Court of Misery. Ruler over the Ceaseless Slough. Pretty Ghastly.
The endless swamp of The Baba. Cursed, icy waters. Inhabitants bereft of all hope.
Fey creatures of enough power to govern a full-sized domain within the Plane of Creation.
Left hand of the Church of Thirasmus. Working behind the scenes to keep peace through order.
Dungeon master, player, unfocused creator.