Neverfields
The farther north one goes into the Cliffkeep Mountains , the taller the peaks grow and the colder the
weather becomes, until the snowstorms are so thick
that no human unprepared for their chill can survive.
The spiky peaks grow shallow, trading treacherous rock for glacial ice and the untempered fury of
endless blizzards. No bastions of living society exist
this far north, though some brave, foolish warriors
endure the elements here to hunt rare and powerful
game or to seek lost relics from before the Calamity.
Legends tell of a time when this region was green and temperate, when trees and joyous elven enclaves covered the land. Moreover, these tales say that relics of this elysian era are still buried deep beneath the icy wastes. Many that go seeking answers to these rumors never return. The few that do, however, occasionally emerge with artifacts of intense power and mystery, reigniting interest in the region and sending further generations to their doom among the ancient, ice-rimed ruins and plains of endless glacial wasteland.
Legends tell of a time when this region was green and temperate, when trees and joyous elven enclaves covered the land. Moreover, these tales say that relics of this elysian era are still buried deep beneath the icy wastes. Many that go seeking answers to these rumors never return. The few that do, however, occasionally emerge with artifacts of intense power and mystery, reigniting interest in the region and sending further generations to their doom among the ancient, ice-rimed ruins and plains of endless glacial wasteland.
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