VolcanicThunder's Lair

Stretching east across the continent, dry desert gives way to lands shielded by archaic magic. Giant, moss draped trees arch to the sky, blocking the blazing heat that scorches the westerly wastes. Ferns crawl over moist soil and large boulders, thriving in the rich aura of the Druid's power. Only the most consecrated of glens are free from the warping influence of the brink - dark powers lurk in the twisting labyrinths not shielded by the ancient magic of druidic deities.