Rainoga

Lonelywood, perched along the northwestern shore of Maer Dualdon, is the most remote and reclusive of Icewind Dale’s Ten-Towns. Encroached upon by the dense, snow-laden forest that gives the town its name, Lonelywood often feels more like a woodland outpost than a true settlement. Its timber-framed cabins and fishing huts line the lake’s frozen edge, where trappers, hunters, and those seeking solitude dwell far from the bustle of the southern towns. The wind whistles through the trees with an eerie tone, and strange tales cling to the woods—of haunted groves, vanishing travelers, and beasts that stalk between the trees. Few outsiders pass through Lonelywood, and fewer still linger, giving the place an air of mystery. Yet its people are fiercely independent and deeply connected to the land, carving out quiet, solitary lives amid the chill. To those who brave its stillness, Lonelywood offers a rare and somber peace.

Cabins of rough-hewn wood crouch beneath frost-laden pines, their chimneys thinly steaming into the pale sky. The forest presses close, casting long shadows over narrow paths and frozen docks. Snow crunches beneath fur-lined boots, and the only sounds are wind in the trees and the distant crack of ice. Lonelywood feels hushed, watchful—a place apart.