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Home of a wind so lazy it will blow right through you rather than go around, the Summer Plains are horse country through and through. The extensive grasslands are landlocked on three sides, though the south-western coast is dominated by tall cliffs and iron sand beaches. Exceeded in size only by the Zhasekki Desert, Jarst features two large cities and numerous coastal ports, with one well-built high road connecting them all.

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The dark, dry landscape of the Black Lands was once the birthplace of all races. Here, the gods have lived, loved, fought and died. The tales tell us that the land was a paradise when they lived, but when they left the trees withered and the rivers dried. Today, the land is rough and undulating, some might say it bears the footprints of dragons carved into the hard ground.