Bator, The Raven's nest

Darkness, cold, wet, and dead contrasting light, heat, dry, and alive. a monstrous creation of nothing less then the mythical Castle of the Raven's loft, a parasite that wishes to consume it all.   This world is burning and drowning in its own saliva all at the same time, its citizens afraid that every time they go and collect water from the few remaining oasis it will dry it out forever.   The universe has doomed it to die alone, cutting it off from the phlogiston leaving the sky starless besides the nebulae in which the sky wales feed. Its denizens building spelljammers to escape only to suffocate in space as they try in a vain attempt to get through the crystal spheres, never to return.   All of this, i hope, shows you what it is. A diseased animal, with a tick that gorges itself on its blood and will never let go. Have fun