Redhawk Caldera: South and west of the current map, a sprawling grassland stretches for miles before leading to the base of this extinct volcano. Its slopes are thick with greenery and lead up to an uneven ridge line. Instead of a peak, the mountain top features a sunken lake, its surface remarkably smooth. The southern rim of the crater is comprised of particularly tall, jagged crags; they are the misplaced peak, broken into pieces and blown aside during the volcano's final eruption. The terrain is beautiful but rugged. On the surface, it may not appear to be a very homey place, yet the caldera harbors many secrets below the surface.

Ouroboros Spine: Rising on their own in the southern Great Bear Wilderness, an unbroken ring of short, squat mountains guards a once rolling valley. An ancient, 2-story temperate conifer forest once cloaked the entire region, but now the bowl is a mud pit more than anything, and its interior lake, once a quarter of the size, has swelled to over half the size of the valley within. Some of the deeply rooted trees have remained standing, but the ground is far too wet and slippery to safely travel on and much of the forest has fallen.

Moonspear: The Moonspear, the tallest mountain in its range, rivals its brother, the Sunspire, in height and majesty. The wildlife that makes the mountain its home find shelter upon the Spear's lower slopes, which are covered thickly in a dark, tangled woods. Those that make their way up the mountain's crooked, jagged passages are rewarded with the stunning views the Moonspear has to offer on its northern face where a series of flat ridges and plains make the perfect perches for a romantic night of stargazing. The eastern face is pockmarked with shallow craters, remnants of a meteor impact, that are bursting with new growth.

Moonsong Glacier: Another remnant of a time long ago, this ice field is slowly melting away as the days go by. Until it is nothing more than a puddle, the glacier remains an unsafe place to be caught upon, especially after fresh snow. Sudden avalanches happen from time to time, catching whatever life-form happens to be traipsing across it's surface at the time and sweeping them to a cold, prolonged death. In summer months, when there is no snow at all, the place seems solid enough, the ice slick but climbable nonetheless.