Nörothölrün

With sharp jutting peaks erupting to the sky, the mountains of Nörothölrün appear reminiscent of the teeth of the local creatures that one may encounter on the mountain passes. Local legend tells of a golden elder great wyrm of the same name that fell here, slain by a malevolent god. His teeth growing into the rasp crags, and his scales burning into the ground to become the many rich veins of metal that can be found beneath it.