The dry, rolling dunes of the Shifting Expanse are defense enough for the wicked, industrious dragons that call the desert their home. Under the employ of the Stormcatcher, the inhabitants of this land carve their roosts deep into the earth and on the hollowed insides of the towering mesas and buttes that line the coast. Miles of wrapped cables criss-cross valleys and canyons, linking harnessed electricity to unseen machines.
Region Information[]
The blistering western desert, manufactured by the Stormcatcher and his employees.
Zone Element: Lightning
Reigning God: The Stormcatcher
Native Breed: Ridgebacks, Sandsurges
Native Beastclans: Harpies, Longnecks, Serthis
Subregions[]
Highland Scrub[]
An arid stretch of land that can be considered the region's most "docile" area. Low shrubbery clings to life in a place where moisture is precious, and hundreds of species of lizard and carrion bird clamor for supremacy in the wind and heat. Cactus plants provide well-wandering dragons with water enough to find the next shady spot.
The Source[]
Constructed directly on the site of the now-decommissioned Stormcatch Sanctum, the power cells of this colossal reactor thrum with immense amounts of electric energy. Torrents of lightning magic pour from the leyline intersection below the imposing structure, a rich resource of usable power that surges along the various wires and conduits that make up the infrastructure of the region.
Carrion Canyon[]
On the edge of a crackling thunderstorm, this great canyon carves the region in two, providing a natural defense for the clans that live among the mesas to the east. This large divide is nearly devoid of life, with only the bones and corpses of creatures long dead to remind travelers that the cross is plenty dangerous.
Wiretangle Walk[]
Snaking their way amidst the great desert plateaus of the Lightning Farm hang countless conductive cables. This chaotic tangle of wires carries power between storm-charged generators and the various machines and devices of the region. The denizens of this copper jungle defy order and safety standards in favor of efficiency and throughput. Any visitor to the region should take extra caution where they step.
The Lightning Farm[]
An impressive array of rods and spires, thrust into the static-charged, superheated air. Atop these flats, lightning strikes these coils thousands of times an hour, providing energy to machines unseen. Hundreds of cables drape from mesa to mesa, like a vibrant, deadly spiderweb of concentrated energy.
Charged Barrens[]
This high voltage heartland is the natural expulsion point for excess energy generated on the industrious coastline. Arcs of angry electricity careen through the rolling dunes. Travel through this barren desert is deadly for the unprepared, and only the hardiest and most ingenuitive nomads in the realm choose to make their homes here.
Tempest Spire[]
A large, central tower scraping the bottom of the stormclouds that scream and roar overhead. The air is deadly up here, torrents of powerful lightning clapping the metallic framework that holds this feat of technology together. It is from this conductor that the Stormcatcher bellows instructions to his employees below.
Turrets of Goldensparc[]
Set atop an island plateau, these gleaming towers represent the lightning flight's breakneck race to stay on the cutting edge of technology. An array of mega-factories and elite high-rises encircle its perch like a brilliant crown, broadcasting the flight's utmost superiority to all who step within its walls. Despite this ostentatious display, Goldensparc generates almost no power of its own, relying instead upon a steady stream of energy directly from the Source.