The Deepwood is a place full of myths, legends, and cautionary tales. Its outskirts are populated by bandits, thieves and other unsavory folk who have no where else to run to. Most eke out a living preying on caravans to and from Nyrvonah.
Deeper into the woods are where the strange tales come from though. Stories of fey, light and dark, seeking to draw travelers into another world. Individuals who get led astray rarely return and those that do are rarely ever the same. Sometimes returning years later, without having aged a day, and always with hazy or nonexistent memories of their time there.