On the northern border of Luxan territory, high mountain peaks grace the horizon with a kind of fearful beauty. Before the treacherous mountainsides become to unbearable, and before they cross the border into foreign territory, the horses who inhabit this ancient land act almost as if they are guardians of the mountains. They're a herd alright, but there's something about this land that makes a horse want to keep to his or herself. Something about the air makes the rest of the world go quiet. There's a huge abundance of fresh water in this territory, as well as grasses to feed on. The only real danger is losing your mind, or losing a limb to an unexpected predator's attack.
