On the far western end of the island is a beach marred with rocks and jagged cliffs. Waves crash hard against the rocks, spraying a salty mist across the beach. This isn't the safest place to be, as the stone formations are very steep and sharp in some parts, but that doesn't stop people from going there should they feel up to the challenge or are particularly adept climbers. A small, crooked path meanders its way towards the ocean to a sandy platform, likely the only spot on this entire side of the island that isn't pointing up at you like rows of crude stone knives.

The rocky beach is in actuality the eroded back of the mountain, and to the east, a small path cuts off into the jungle again. The mountain rises behind the beach like a protective guardian, its top circled by a corona of misty clouds.