Cronus

High above the jagged peaks of the Kinalite Charge, the sky is never still. The storm churns endlessly, rolling thunder shaking the iron bones of Mount Teslite, while arcs of lightning crackle in jagged veins across the heavens. In the heart of this chaos, the Bronze Gnomes have forged a province that defies the mountain’s fury. Cronus is a land of industry and ingenuity, where stone-walled cities cling to the mountainsides, connected by a web of skybridges and airship docks.   The Zeppelins of Cronus glide through the storm, their great balloons reinforced with stormroot fiber to resist the lightning’s wrath. These airborne vessels ferry goods across the perilous terrain, moving harvested minerals, mechanical components, and exotic herbs between settlements that would otherwise remain isolated. In the valleys below, Glowing Ibex and Lightning Goats navigate sheer cliffs, their horns humming with static energy. The gnomes have long since harnessed this natural power, using storm-charged Kinalite to fuel their machinery, lighting their homes with perpetual energy drawn from the mountains themselves.   Despite the storm’s ever-present growl, Cronus is not barren. Kinalite Grass, shimmering in electric hues, carpets the highland meadows, while Steelwing Ospreys ride the mountain winds, their metallic feathers slicing through the air like razor-edged blades. In the hidden crevices of the rock, Magnetic Mice scurry, drawn to the powerful forces that ripple beneath the surface. The Bronze Gnomes, ever resourceful, have adapted entirely to this tempestuous land, crafting homes that hum with power and machines that channel the storm’s might.