Snow clung to the upper most reaches of the dark-dirted mountains that hovered between the lands of the Elves and Drow. They were quiet and still for the most part, not much living within it's craggy and jagged slopes. There wasn't yet need to cross those dangerous passaged down into the South as alliances, troops and parties were just being built up.
The cold slopes remained untouched by creature and human alike for now, the frozen land standing harshly against a bleeding morning sky. They would prove a deadly playground to all who needed passage over it's rough terrain.