The Endless Plains

North of the mountains at the edge of Elsir Vale lies a great windblown sea of grass, stretching for a hundred miles north in the shadow of the Spine of the World. The planes aren't truly featureless; the land has a fair amount of rise and fall, and low-lying streams choked with undergrowth and briars cut deep gullies through the grassland. Copses of tall, hardy trees nestle along the streams, but the thin soil of the cold plains is ill-suited to trees. Nomadic human barbarians, tribes of gnolls, and bands of wild centaurs roam the Endless Plains.

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