(current copy is w.i.p) The windy, stone covered terrain of Dry Rock offers little sustenance to its inhabitants. Home to few creatures, bird life is abundant, but many come here to nest and avoid predators, only to leave for better lands once their eggs have hatched. A great scar called the Lume Wound digs deep into the south, a pit that is only traversable by the Iron Arch, a great bridge that allows passage of the Sacred Rail. Those foolish enough to enter the undercroft come here as pathways abound deeper below. True to its name, iron veins shine from the cliff walls of the crevasse exposing the only true wealth of this barren land.