While Everwealth’s creatures may seem unremarkable compared to the horrors prowling its borderlands, the reality is far grimmer than a passing glance suggests. The animals stalking the plains or lurking in the murky depths of the bogs are no mere nuisances, they are death on four legs, wings, or slithering bellies, waiting patiently for their next meal. Rams with horns sharp enough to pierce steel batter unsuspecting travelers into lifeless pulp, while wolves with eyes that seem to glow in the dark shadow the roads, their howls carrying promises of a slow, agonizing demise. Even the shadows cast by Everwealth’s owls seem sinister, their silent wings swooping down to snatch prey far larger than one would think possible. But it is the woodlands where caution turns to dread. Beyond the plains, where the trees grow dense and dark, Everwealth reveals its true fangs. Dragons with scales black as charred bone and breath hotter than a forge’s flame rule the skies, their roars shattering the quiet and nerves alike. Serpents thick as tree trunks coil silently beneath the canopy, their jaws snapping shut around prey as large as an Orc, leaving only a wet crunch and a faint tremor in the underbrush. Even the rodents here defy reason; creatures no larger than a wooden spoon gnaw through steel traps with ease, their beady eyes glinting with an uncanny intelligence. Everwealth is a land where nature itself has turned predatory, and the line between predator and prey is razor-thin. Watch your step, and bring something sharp, or better yet, something loud and explosive, to protect yourself. In this land, hesitation can mean the difference between walking out alive and becoming just another picked-clean skeleton decorating Everwealth’s haunted trails.