⚔ Aᴅᴠᴇɴᴛᴜʀᴇ ⚔

Dis, the infernal second layer of Baator, is a sprawling, nightmarish metropolis of iron and shadow, ruled with paranoid vigilance by the archdevil Dispater. The Iron City itself stretches endlessly, its searing-hot buildings and streets constantly shifting, creating a labyrinth that confounds even devils. The oppressive heat, resistant to most magic, makes prolonged presence unbearable for mortals. Smoky skies and shrieking winds cast the city in a perpetual pall, while the barren plains and warped iron mountains surrounding it distort time and space. The Styx threads through this realm, serving as both a deadly hazard and a passage to Minauros. Notable locales include the Iron Tower—Dispater's mobile fortress of secrets and schemes—the soul-prisoning Fetters, and the Garden of Delights, a cruel façade that entraps the unwary. Portals to Dis from Avernus are rare and guarded, including one watched by the dragon goddess Tiamat. Dis is the dark heart of strategy in the Blood War.

The city glows red with unbearable heat, its spiked iron towers looming through smoke-choked skies. Streets twist and slide underfoot like living metal, while screaming winds howl between rusted spires. Blazing braziers cast cruel shadows on skull-paved roads. The Iron Tower rises in the haze, vanishing and reappearing like a ghost. Nothing feels stable—everything burns, shifts, and watches.