Claiming Grounds Of the four alliances, each comes in hopes of finding a home to satisfy their needs, whether a craving for power or a simple desire for safety. While some Kings that round up mares here might be that knight in shining armor, be wary of others who have ill intentions at heart.
Sparkling Caverns Love is in the air, or so many hope. The romantic scene is reflected in several planes of ice within the shadows of a deep cavern that always seems alight no matter how far back you travel, due to the mirror-like innards. Many desperate singles travel here in hopes of meeting that magnet that drags them in with undeniable chemistry. But is love just a myth that fools waste time pursuing?
Raven Flight Forest A constant cloud seems to drape its tresses over the sky, trailing its water down in a constant downpour. A place of darkness, every feature is carved by the likes of your most secluded nightmare. No matter how many souls enter, you feel as if you're the only one left. Fog coils mockingly around the gigantic trees that tower into the sky that usually displays a black moon, no matter the time of day. The haunting screams might be the only remininent of Raven Flight Forest's occupants, named for the often-seen ebon birds that seem to laugh at the turmoil and insanity caused by the shadows. In the end, the only reason one should enter this hell is if a death wish rests heavily.
Mountains Reach The mountains circle 'round to form a circle of open, clear plains, relieving the deranged from their troubles with the quiet whisper of a warm breeze and a reassuring sun. A rosy warmth traces its color over the top of the mountains during sunset and its counterpart. Many horses travel here to hold quiet conversations or simply to be momentarily forgetful of what haunts them.
Desolate Graveyard The deranged winds haunt the empty plains, incoherent voices drifting within the tangled notes of the gale that never softens it slap. The land falls bare above the surface cloaked in hard-caked dirt cracked with the loss of water, sparse patches of withered topaz grass attempting to remain, yet below ground lays acres of lost souls. Divided into three separate units, causing division between the opposing alliances, lined as Darks, Loners along with the Rebellions, and then, naturally, the Lights. the graveyard is overcast by the pale face of ashen gray, a tinge of blue hinting along the horizon, lifeless like the lips of a maiden’s corpse. Whether visiting the empty plain in search of a loved one or a stranger, each lost soul finds its way here, and each body decays beneath the ground.
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