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Drakoria's landscape mirrors the ferocity and tumult of its people, a sprawling, harsh expanse where nature's brutality is unrelenting. The land is dominated by jagged mountains, treacherous hills, and dark, foreboding forests, each element shaped by both the violent forces of nature and the arcane cataclysms of the past.
The mountain ranges stand as the most prominent feature, their peaks thrusting skyward like the jagged bones of a colossal, long-dead titan. These mountains are frequently shrouded in swirling mists and tempestuous storm clouds, casting long, oppressive shadows that stretch over the land. The rocky slopes are steep and treacherous, strewn with sharp, black stones capable of slicing through leather and flesh. Cracked cliffs and deep ravines create a perilous landscape, with narrow, winding paths clinging precariously to sheer drops, forcing travelers to navigate with extreme caution.
In the spaces between these towering peaks lie valleys and rolling hills, where the hostility of the environment persists. The soil here is dry and rocky, with only the hardiest of vegetation managing to eke out a living. Twisted trees with blackened bark stand like grim sentinels, their gnarled branches reaching out like skeletal hands. Scattered across the terrain, bioluminescent flora emits a ghostly green and blue glow, particularly in the more remote and shadowed areas. At night, the hills come alive with this eerie light, but its beauty is deceptive—many of these glowing plants are poisonous, their luminescence serving to attract unsuspecting prey.
The ground itself is unstable, prone to sudden tremors and shifts that add to the region's peril. Earthquakes and landslides are frequent, complicating life in this already unforgiving environment. Rivers and streams cut deep scars into the land, their dark, fast-flowing waters often tainted with the stench of decay from the rotting vegetation and carcasses carried along by the currents. Bridges are rare, compelling travelers to risk treacherous waters or seek out precarious crossings.
Drakoria's forests are dense and menacing, with trees packed so tightly that sunlight barely penetrates their canopies. The underbrush is thick with thorny vines and brambles, creating a labyrinthine barrier that makes movement slow and painful. The forests are alive with the sounds of unseen creatures—howls, growls, and the rustling of leaves—hinting at the dangerous beasts lurking within. Among these are the primordial monsters of the southwest, such as the Leotaurs and Wolventaurs, apex predators that instill a constant sense of danger throughout the land.
In the southwestern region, the landscape becomes even wilder and more desolate. Here, the mountains give way to rugged plains, still harsh but less mountainous. The cracked, dry earth is punctuated by patches of sharp, jagged rocks, and fierce winds sweep across the plains, howling through the barren landscape. This area is the domain of the primordial monsters, colossal and predatory beings capable of tearing through both stone and bone.
Amidst the chaos, small pockets of ancient ruins stand as relics of a bygone era. These overgrown and crumbling structures hint at a time before the Wyrmmes' dominance. The ruins are shrouded in mystery and superstition—some say they are cursed, others believe they are haunted by the spirits of the ancient dead. -
