Czeloné

In the far, southern-most portion of the land of Vangolia, are a series of bare woodlands within flood-land valleys, steeped hill-tables and shorter Korognos mountains that seed seasonally frozen and melted glaciers across to freshwater springs into salt-lakes - a more fertile zone amongst Vangolia, warmer and less agitated, bar the great winds that kick up violent thunderstorms that bolt into these regions and its sparse woodlands. Home to many wandering herds of Rothé and Aurochs, and the beastly mammoths and woolly rhinos that migrate up and down the entirety of Vangolia. Seemingly in perpetual combat between desolation and overgrowth, teeming with different forms of life - dangerous as most of the trees have developed from already fallen Treant's and Dryads, but harbour a hardier wood found for the Orcs and Oroc's. Otherwise known as Avengirr, or more commonly known by its local Orcs, Czeloné (Polish: Zielony for 'Green'; Che-lon-ya). Ruled by a proud Orc leader, given the title of 'Viragon', who in the past has been able to summon and control the storms to their whim and master the arts of lightning. The Orcs here carry sacred idols that they carry with them in their roving bands, that siphon the strength of their enemies and steal it for themselves to become more powerful - a black witchcraft that has kept them alive against the many threats of the land. Surrounded by the Nepoltic Ocean, the southern fringes of Czeloné hold a series of broken islands that once formed a land bridge to the southern region - devastated and destroyed by the awoken Tarrasque centuries before; known as the "Knife-Ear Bridge", as it connected to the elven nation of Gwynngilliad, a home of swarming insects, dark elves and wood elves. The site of many border wars between Orcs and Elves. Both sides have both won and lost a great number of their people to this unending conflict... and both have maintained their distance when necessary, both swearing to be the last ones standing.