Usually small the mountains to the North of the realm all surround one lonely peak. So tall the tip has not ever been sighted by the orbs of an equine. Covered in a misty covering no horse has ever dared nor bothered to make the journey. Covered in thick foliage but little water this hillside makes the ideal place to live. Having hardly any need to venture out into the wilderness. In summer the shortage of clean water becomes almost desperate with many equines having perished in the foolish act of waiting for the liquid to find them.

Moderator: Illinois

The crystals that used to form the large area that was known as a swamp used to be nearly silver in colour. But now a thick layer of squelch hides the secrets of the lakes younger days. The only water that is available to most equines comes flowing from a corner of the swamps cleanest liquid, although sometimes even this has a rust coloured tint to it.

Moderator: Illinois

Many tall trees were started back in the earth’s youngest day. AS only saplings the foliage has progressed to now, threatening boughs of thick flora and an eerie darkness that conceals your bodice the moment your occuli get adjusted to the dimness. The forests floor is no longer sandy and comfortable to move upon, but covered by the many fallen twigs and large branches. It becomes the perfect place to set up a cadre if you like living with the protection against the suns evil rays.

Moderator: Illinois