Legends of the Nentir Vale
The Nentir River’s waters tumble through the Moon Hills, running alongside Fallcrest, where they crash down onto the rocks before continuing their journey south. They twist and bend through a darkening land, a region blighted by the dreaded Witchlight Fens – an area of fens, swamps, and marshes. The Nentir vanishes into that vast quagmire, where it joins with the White River to form the murky soup that has been known to swallow unwary travelers and to harbor vile and sinister creatures spawned from nightmare. Aside from the hardy rangers who patrol its bounds, few venture near the Fens lest they invite trouble into their lives.
The Witchlight Fens is the northernmost extent of a large region of moors known as the Trollhaunt. While monsters like the Daggerburg goblins and poisonscale lizardfolk abound within the Witchlight Fens, it is perhaps best known for tales of bog hags (a freshwater version of the dreaded sea hag), trolls, and other such unnatural predators.
A number of ruins related to ancient empires can be stumbled upon by those who explore the depths of the swamp. Some of these have been occupied by newer groups, including the Blackbriar Gang, lizardfolk and goblin tribes, but others are so mysterious and have such an air of malignance as to drive all but the most desperate or depraved from their presence.