Rainoga

The Plain of Standing Stones lies at the desolate heart of Anauroch, stretched taut between the icy teeth of the High Ice and the searing dunes of the Sword. Unlike the shifting sands that characterize much of the desert, this vast region is a jagged, wind-scoured plateau of gravel, cracked rock, and stubborn crags. It is a land of silence and screaming gales, haunted by the howls of storms and the cries of distant beasts. At its center looms the Pillar of Tauros, a crooked monolith of stone revered by dragons as a sacred dueling ground where ancient nesting rights are decided in fire and blood. Amidst this harshness lie a few strange oases: Aerithae’s Rest, a green ribbon of life clinging to a wind-shadowed ravine; the Dark Bones Rift, a yawning chasm that murmurs with eldritch wind; and the River of Gems, a seasonal wash that glitters with strange mineral shards. This unforgiving expanse is as deadly as it is awe-inspiring, shaped by time, dragons, and relentless wind.

A bleak plateau stretches beneath a pale, wind-torn sky, dotted with jagged stones and the hulking form of the Pillar of Tauros rising like a crooked fang. Dust and grit whirl in constant motion, obscuring distant shapes. The landscape is broken only by flashes of green in Aerithae’s Rest, the black maw of the Dark Bones Rift, and the glint of the River of Gems. The air feels sharp, wild, and ancient—untamed as the dragons that fight above it.