Changeling Homebrew Courts

Court of Thorns

They've got the wool pulled over their eyes, but you - you're no fool, are you? There's no escape, no war, no closure. All of this is just another one of Their illusions. We're slaves and always will be, so wouldn't you rather be the favored one? All They ask is that we love Them and They will gives us the freedom to do anything They permit. Come, let me show you the land of do-as-thou-wilt. Let me show you the Thorns.