Situated in the Winter portion of the Forest of Lies along a Nearward tributary of the Sea of Silver, the Winterweir is a cool, misty place shrouded in mystery. Home of the fuaths, few parts of the Forest are as thick and wild as the Winterweir... or as dangerous. The fuaths who live in this realm are suspicious of strangers and generally drive them away unless properly propitiated. Some do this merely to ensure their solitude while others are actively malevolent. The former have good cause for suspicion, especially given recent fir-bholg raids and the activities of the second category.
Lately winter has been bitter indeed. First to awaken and youngest of the fomorian houses, after thousands of years of slumber, the White Court is on the move. Once imprisoned in the hearts of the forests' silver oaks, the old whispers at the heart of the Forest of Lies now spin a new brand of waking terror throughout the woods. Several tribes of fuaths have been quick to rally to the fomorian banner, seeing in them an opportunity to gain power, protection, and revenge; though they have had to swallow working with similarly allied fir-bholg from the Wyldweir (a bitter but necessary evil). The Frost Court occupies a frozen palace at the heart of the forest's Winterlands. Ruling over these, Lir, offspring of a fuath sorceress and a powerful fomorian lord, sends legates throughout the Dreaming and now to the Autumn World to spy and and make alliances. Those who oppose Lir in the Winterweir are mostly a loose-knit confederation of independent fuath tribes and Seelie trolls from the distant Kyber Pass. Fighting a losing battle, they too have sent out messengers to gain aid against the Frost Queen.
Besides the fuaths and fomorians, other creatures inhabit the forest. Among the forest's most dangerous inhabitants are the Morozco (frost servants and minor functionaries of the White Court), vicious packs of feral wolf-pooka, and the Ke'let (a monstrous invisible hunter who strangles or freezes his victims, hanging their corpses from the trees). Most disturbingly, the Aslynthi, spider-like generals of the White Court, have returned.