A dense cluster of lush, emerald islands amidst bright coral wreaths and glittering waters. Towards the north, there are tall, black mountains, a plume of smoke rising form one. The forested foothills of these mountains are wreathed in constant cloud cover. Towards the center of the islands, the top of an immense tree peeks over a swirling, opalescent fog.

The Northernmost Island is horseshoe-shaped, with a broad channel swimming up between two masses of forest. There are black stone towers along the inlet, small skiffs with sails like red dragonwings patrol it, and there is a harbor at its northern end. Steam rises from the waters as crimson lava pours into it from the stone mouth of an immense, totemic dragon. There are terraces of volcanic stone built out onto the water, with gardens and homes climbing up into the cliffs.



These islands were once a paradise of creation, where Ancient elves fostered growth in all its forms. With Evone's gift of sparking life given to the Feather Tribe, the wisdom of speech given to the Tree Tribe, the secrets of building and craftsmanship to the Flame Tribe, and the love of the deep and distant granted to the Shell Tribe.