Almost entirely devoid of trees and other large flora, these undulating hills are stalked by beasts who need not fear the lack of cover on account of their sheer size and ferocity. Standing stately and silent among the prowling creatures is a rotunda, built upon an ornately patterned aetherial node. This node may well be the centerpoint of whatever arcane nexus powers the island's ward and obscures the crescent's very existence from those who approach.
