Freewood

The village of Freewood is whispered to be a sanctuary for the persecuted and forgotten, a haven where they might escape their torment and find solace in a society built on tolerance and peace. Many, however, view this notion as nothing more than a fanciful tale or a metaphorical refuge to sustain hope.   Freewood's origins trace back to a fateful encounter with a remarkably potent dryad and archfey named Monongahela, deep within the forest of Zaphis. There, a group of bewildered refugees stumbled through the enigmatic pathways of the Feywild, arriving within her lush and verdant domain. Bewildered and displaced, these refugees found compassion in Monongahela's heart, and she graciously allowed them to settle amidst her ancient groves. The initial structures took root both upon and within the massive redwood tree to which Monongahela was bound.   Over time, more souls found their way to Freewood, drawn by its unique allure, including a dedicated fey researcher. This individual reveled in the opportunity to conduct groundbreaking experiments and delve into fey mysteries. It was through their tireless efforts that the secrets of the mystical portals linking the village to the spirits of the woodlands were uncovered. A peculiar revelation emerged: these ethereal spirits harbored a fondness akin to catnip for gingerbread and milk, a charming and enigmatic detail that captured the imagination.   As centuries passed, Freewood flourished, and its legend grew in tandem. However, an extraordinary event transpired half a millennium ago, marking a turning point. A ritual was performed, but not for the caster's personal gain. Instead, a helpless infant was left at the village's doorstep, accompanied by a plea to spare the child from a gruesome fate due to perceived "imperfections." Moved by compassion, Monongahela embraced the infant as her own, raising them with love and care. This act of kindness heralded a tradition where all orphaned children who found their way to Freewood were personally nurtured and protected by Mama Nonga, as she came to be affectionately known. In honor of their protector, these children bore the surname of Freewood, a testament to the village's enduring legacy of compassion and acceptance.