“True Air at sunrise, talons by noon.” _{~ ridge scout}

The Frostbite Peaks are the highest reach of the central spine that splits the land. Impassable to wagons, the range still draws scouts chasing a shorter line between Rookhaven and Dawnspire. Most know better than to try. Rumors of True Air in the high saddles pull the bold upslope, but talk of winged predators keeps most in the valleys. Weather builds fast, snow sits year-round, and a clear morning can turn to white by noon.