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The Fey Courts

Passage from THYRA'S GUIDE TO THE FAYWILD 11th edtion

By Thyra es Dennberg
Gifted to Box by Ivar es Dennberg
The population of the Feywild is normally divided up into four distinct groups all of which refer to a different season.  

The Spring Court

  Rolling hills of flowers and grasses that reach the sky all bathed in bright saturated colors with the sweet smell of strawberries in the air. The Feilds of Bliss is home to some of the most beautiful sights a mortal will ever see. Its jovial and lively atmosphere of the fields extends to its ruling Spring Court. The Spring Court is well-known for their playful and carefree attitudes; as spring is a time of rebirth some denizens of the court have a rather immature nature and youthful charm.  

The Summer Court

  Endless dunes of golden sand sit beneath a blazing sun, in the distance, beautiful crystal streams harbor the only life in miles. These bastions are hidden paradises lined with towering trees that hold the sweetest fruit a mortal will ever taste. The Gleaming Oasis has been the doom of many mortals, as the fey that calls it home are more than willing to kill to protect their paradise. The Summer Court who calls this region home is a near-perfect reflection of the massive desert, beautiful, alluring, and charming yet dangerous and vengeful if angered.  

The Autumn Court

  Crows sit perched in the blood-orange trees overseeing the bountiful fields and pastures as harvest grows near and the nip in the air grows. A land bathed in soft candlelight and fading violet skys, the Pastures of Twilight sits at the edge of the sun's reach. Despite the bleak landscape, the Autumn Court is in a near-constant celebration where any and all are welcome. As kind and welcoming as the fey of Autumn are there is a sinister taste of their ale. Do not be fooled, the Pastures of Twilight is a vile and sinister place.  

The Winter Court

Icey winds dance across the dark sunless landscape, in the distance, a ghostly whisper is heard as the snow slowly smothers any remaining sources of heat. These are The Frozen Lands, desolate wastes forever wrapped in winter's cold embrace. Survival in these lands is a constraint struggle, food is scarce and the weather unforgiving however the Winter Court that resides here has managed for as long as they have existed. The fey of winter has grown accustomed to sorrow and has come to see the world as a collection of tragedies for them to observe.  

The Modern Elf

From these four regions, four distinct groups of eladrin developed all with unique customs and culture. The major elven ethnic groups can trace their ancestry back to the Feywilds and one of the seasonal courts.

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