In the far reaches of the Feywild, there exists a land where
the sun never rises and the moon never sets. A realm of towering glaciers and barren orchards, of pitiless ice and driving snow. Here the full moon glares down at fields of silently glistening ice from a sky so clear that every star gleams like a snowflake. Here blizzards move across the plains, carrying with them mountains of snow to blanket the earth. And it is here, in the dream of deepest winter, that resides the Prince of Frost. Tragedy and Sorrow. It is unwise to seek truth in the Feywild, as facts in this dreaming realm are merely a matter of opinion. Far wiser it is to seek stories, and the story of the Prince of Frost is sad and tragic. For you see, he was once known as the Sun Prince, a great and vigorous eladrin lord of light and summer. Betrothed to an elven maiden, he was about to have his dearest wish granted when his love betrayed him and fled his realm, having fallen in love with a human warrior. In his sorrow, the Sun Prince laid a curse upon himself, freezing his heart and razing his realm of warmth and joy. It is said that the Prince's betrothed and her love fled across the boundaries of time itself in order to escape his wrath, and that they are periodically reincarnated into mortal flesh. The Prince relentlessly seeks out the reincarnations of his lost love in the hopes of reuniting with her, and he seeks the reincarnation of the one she betrayed him for in the hopes of finding his revenge. Mighty Winter. The bitter lord of winter commands the respect of all fey who reside in his cold and barren realm, though they all give him a wide berth. Unlike Oberon, whose passions burn like a mighty bonfire, endearing him to others, the Prince of Frost is cold and calculating. Though he is not unduly cruel, he is utterly without mercy, and there is nothing that can thaw his heart. It is rare to see emotion on his handsome face, though his ire can be raised when thwarted, and he brooks no rudeness or insult. He bears the mantle of winter and plants wither away at his touch. The Sisters of Lament Once the sisters of delight, the undead Mournwind and Soulsorrow serve their dread lord in the hopes of one day reclaiming their lost innocence. They spread misery and sorrow across the lands touched by winter. Lord Rimeharrow This wight was once a powerful Uthgardt chieftain. However, he made a deal with the Prince of Frost, and now his soul is forever bound to the fey lord. He does not resent his unending service to the Pale Prince, as he does not believe he would have a good afterlife waiting for him after what he did. He is the Pale Prince's favored envoy to other fey lord, and he performs his duties to the letter, though without passion.