Even with the land being only a valley its size is a bit of a wonder. The ragged peaks keep most sailors out and the ring of mountains was guessed at unlivable.
But if by chance you made it over the vast valley would amaze you. The rivers that flow through the valley almost seem to have no beginning and no end. Its rivers follow no rules swelling up from a center peak. From there they crashed down into what forms the rivers and lakes in the valley. Clean and pure the water has no taste left of salt.
The lakes that form in multiple areas of the valley are far from dirty those closest to the death land almost seem as if heated. an assortment of fish along with animals make the water and edges home.
But danger can still lurk in the shadows the forests are home to many creatures some that would find you an easy meal. others that would do nothing to please you.
In the far reaches of the valley rests the death land. Covered in dried dirt and sand only a few pick this land as their home.
the most diverse of species that lives in the valley is humans a tribe that was lost long ago but now has populated and flourished, able to live even in the harsh death land. They were once the top of the valley that was till the great storm struck.
Leopolds capable of thought of plans of the same speech some think maybe at one time they were in fact human. Others believe they came from a whole other planet. which ever it is they quickly became the power of the valley but rather then chose to fight the humans they sided with them.
It was only later that the feathered wings were born they started as a fluke before becoming there own species the same as the normal the one wing the size just the one difference their wing.
