Welcome to the Plains of Hope.
The sun shines down from above, spreading a comfortable warmth over everything. The plains spread themselves over the land like a great emerald green blanket, beneath it
The wind sweeps gently over the plains, rippling the grass all around, and other times it whistles loudly, sending large gusts in all directions.
Here the weather can at one minute be pristine and clear, and at the next a tumultuous fury, seemingly coming out of nowhere, the cloud's blackening the sky like night, lightning flashing and thunder booming.
Further out rolling hills descend on the plains, creating small cool little valleys, where small streams trickle through and lush trees grow.
It is even suggested that some of the inhabitants of the plains may even live in some of these hills, for it is indeed supposed that, that is where the Guardian of the plains rules from.
The Guardians:
To prospective inhabitants of the Mountains:
Please send a written request as to why you wish to live in this domain.
