It’s a wide expanse of snow-covered land, with the odd blade of grass poking through. If the snow were to ever melt, it would reveal a field of lush grass that is ever so tempting to herbivores. Every night it snows without fail, laying down a fresh white blanket each morning. The Bilmend River snakes its way north towards the mountains, its waters still running under its frozen surface. Not many animals venture here, because of its freezing temperatures, but passing through is the only way to reach the mountains.
Cynosure Creatures
