The barrenness of this dismal, nightblack realm is absolute. The air

is tasteless and utterly still, the ground flat, hard and dark. A

feeling of damnation permeates the area, as if the life force of the

plane had been eradicated, or somehow absorbed. Strange, bloodcurdling

cries echo about, their haunting sounds oddly muffled and distorted.

A black orb floats head high here, crackling with an arcane energy

that makes your hair stand on end.