Power Plateau

These lands are ruled by Xaiver.
A large, flat plateau looks over galloping free, from high above. A desert streaches past the platue, which then melts into a golden field after about a mile. Trees begin to shoot up, and the grass becomes shorter and greener, fading into a small valley in which the horses reside most of the time. A river runs down from the platue, all the way through the haream and out.