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Sub-board: New Life

Cutting a deep channel across the southern part of the landscape is a river so named for the way it serpentines through the grasslands, etching a deep groove into the earth. The more bold might dare cross anywhere but the risk of swift currents and churning white-water rapids is always there. The safer alternative is to seek out one of the wide shallow pools before crossing. Many creatures have lost their lives battling its rippling waters.

A wide expanse of lush grassland between two soft rolling hills is where Nightstone Vale lies. A deep valley of thick green grass the changes to a sunbronzed amber during the winter and is a favorite grazing grounds of many large herbivores. This is prime hunting ground for many large predators when good grazing is accessible.

Sopping wet with silty mud banks coated in deep green reeds are the lands that make up Mistfallen Marsh. The overflow from the White Orochi River gathers here shallow never-drying pools. The dense grass and rotting vegetation gives of a distinct scentl and the always present mist can play tricks on unwary eyes.

Coyote Packlands
Nestled among the sparse broad-leaf bushes across a flowing green meadow are the quick and clever coyotes. Having been brushed aside for many years for never being as regal as their lupine cousins the coyotes have grown wary and flighty, sticking to their solitude, hunting the rodents and rabbits they roam the grassy plains.

Hybrid Packlands
Having been cast out for being cross-bred abominations by their pure-blooded cousins the hybrids are strewn throughout graying rocks of the mountain foothills they call home. The caverns and crevices make for abundant shelter where they can live away from those that would judge them based upon their mixed blood.

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