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Undoubtedly the most illustrious, and dazzling territory of Afanasia, the Eastern Region is the metaphorical land of ‘milk-and-honey’. Decorated of pictographic flowers, and its own, variegated myriad of trees, which bloom into the resident forest, it is easily discernible this land is flourishing in riches. With its own water sources, and wide open landscapes, it is generally populated quite frequently with wildlife; from the elegant, emblematic elk, to the tiny, fluttering butterfly.

It looked as if it had been blessed with plague. From every corner of the territory, bones ( of various creatures ) littered the floor, their bodies, gnarled into shapes which struck one with a piteous grief. It was very obvious, each body who laid here, suffered; flesh, still fighting to cling to every cleft of bone. The floor which now supports wandering feet ( and ultimately welcomes death ) fashions deep, bottomless depressions; holes, which some suspect were caused by falling stars. The Zemlya, is renowned for its deadly, choking atmosphere ( which transpires from the Ienya Pits ) an atmosphere, which slowly steals the oxygen from your lungs, and can enforce periodic blindness. Surely, this is the embodiment of hell itself; perhaps, even your one-way ticket. Or is it?

The title, implies to the ‘light of the two trees’; the entrance, itself, to these spectacular, though terror-inducing peaks. Two, aboriginal oaks ( their circumference, thick with age ) seem to curl toward one another, their branches, entangled, as if a gateway. Inside, the congested canopy, barricades the light; the only recourse of illumination, the occasional star, which peaks pompously through the skyline. Deep inside, the garbed uplands twist, donating caves, as they climb to the top. This land is inhabited by wolves ( the residential Avado), whom from a brigand disposition, pursue to kill anyone whom strays through the entrance. However, if one can reach the top; the opportunities are plentiful.

Isaiah alley is placed just between the Holy mountain and Zemlya. Isaiah alley is a dark market place, where wolves of Afanasia can go and buy herbs, items and even slaves. Even if you just looking for a lone wolfs help in building something or looking for a travel guide all can be found here in Isaiah's alley market.

A land, vast and cold, the Barrens stretch outward like a false wonderland, ornamented of false modesty, and beckoning wonderments. The Barrens are renowned for their spectacular sea ( known as the great Sea of Azov ) but also; for the impenetrable layer of thick, inauspicious snow, which wanes into precarious land-masses of ice. Unbeknownst to the foolhardy, or the less-experienced, these perilous masses of rime hold a motley of unpromising blemishing; as long, wide cracks slither under the narrow surface. One wrong move, could prove the death of any wolf.

A diversified landscape of meadows, and grasses, the Southernmost part of Afanasia is a countryside which lacks a proliferate population of trees. Even the flora, which is known to bloom quite readily in the other packlands, dwindles in numbers here. Surrounded by large quantities of water, the tranquil breaths which cascade from the undulating waves blow tranquilly over these hills, providing this land with the soothing whispers of Mother Earth. They do not provide any reprieve from the heat, however; as even the wind seems to absorb the warmth of the day.

The kingdom of sand, nothing greets the eye here, but the promise of exhaustion and heat. Thoroughly abandoned by wildlife and vegetation ( unlike its counterpart to the East ) it distinguishes itself against the rest of Anafasia. Caramel hills rise and fall, with the sudden outbursts of tempestuous wind; giving the appearance that the land is being pumped with the breath of awe-inspiring life. Threading through these dunes race the trail-marks of sidewinders; their smooth footprints, occasionally leading to resources of shade, or water. The only pardon, from the perpetual ocean of waste.

The Northern Region is a plethora of many faces; its ever-changing, capricious climate affording its residents a daily variety of surprises. Although not as plentiful in prey animals, it has quite the population of deer, which meander and graze enthusiastically upon the effortless, burgeoning fields of youthful grass. Crows, are known to dress the trees; and despite the perplexing spells rainfall, for those whom have grown accustomed to the North, it’s quite a pleasant place to be.

The metaphorical ‘beacon’ to the inexperienced traveler, the Pinboku Falls artfully unite the sumptuous motherland, with the surrounding, extravagant islands. The land is quite flat, however; filled with water, and an assortment of great, towering rocks, which foster the great bones of the small waterfall. Although not a rushing cascade, alike most of its brethren, the water ( provided by the Northern storms ) trickles melodiously down each stone, bubbling into a charming brook below, which feeds into the sea. Behind these great falls ( escorted by a quaint, sandy trail on either side ), the ocean spreads out, and from the shores, the islands can be seen.

On the opposite side of the falls, the feathery, gossamer sand gives way to a scene of untimely collapse. A small area ( where the rocks have dislodged from the security of their resting place ) have cultivated a diminutive waterway, where a variety of localized, aquatic prey can be found. If one were patient, it is quite likely the fish would trap themselves; confused, and disoriented by the unnatural, labyrinthine assortment of stones. Conveniently located across the way, the corresponding Island of Insum can be accessed, by treading steadily across the minute sliver of ocean.

The second island branching off the main coast, Ailey Islands can be easily perceived from the Southern and Westernmost regions. Notably the largest, and most perilous island Afanasia has to offer, it is known quite scandalously among the natives. Named the ‘Ailey Realm’ ( for its mysterious disappearances ) it has been spread from the lips of the locals that many have never returned from their casual trek of this mysterious acreage.

Betwixt the enigmatic Ailey Islands, and the stepping grounds, lie these quaint sand dunes. They are able to be reached fairly voluntarily, by a short wade through the shallows, which encompass the contiguous territories. The scenery, on these elegant dunes could be easily characterized as ‘romantic’; as for over three, scenic miles ( before the sand starts to disperse, and disappear into the sea ), the foaming shores collect a vibrant network of shells, which glitter upon the uniform surface. It is also known for the rarity in its collection of fish; which at night, guided by the moon, sneak closer to shore, where they can be observed.

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