This terrain is nothing but black mud and swamp trees. The Bog can suck you under if you`re not careful. Cattails clump and choke the marsh, moss hangs like pale fingers from gnarled trees, and vultures scream overhead looking for their next meal. Black clouds always hang over this dank place as decease can run rampid if you aren`t strong enough. In some places, strung between trees are giant spider webs housing some of the most dangerous arachnids around.
King;; None
Queen;; None