Sunglow Ridge

Rising from the central Drakelands, Sunglow Ridge is a rare place where beauty cuts through the harshness of dragonkin territory. Each evening the cliffs catch the sinking light, their stone igniting in waves of gold and amber until the horizon glows like fire. From this height, one can see the Hidden Valley and the broken ruins of Magmore, the last traces of the fallen Gnommers, now half-swallowed by time and shadow.
Art director
Ronald Fersula

But the ridge lies deep within contested skies, where dragonkin circle and rival clans clash for dominance. To stand here is to court danger, yet many risk it for the view, where wonder and ruin meet in one breath. The ridge is both beacon and warning, a reminder that even in the heart of peril, Skyland’s beauty endures.

“I thought it was the sun painting the ridge. Then the light shifted, and I realized it was fire dancing on a wyvern’s scales.”