Certainly the most frightening landmark within the entire Dominion, the Onyx Precipice is an ebony slate of thick, impermeable rock emerging from the earth as though with force, it’s body cracking, paths vague. A ghoulish, hellish feature to say the least, this is often where equines come to be in isolation, seeing as very few ever come near this cliff, let alone attempt to scale it. It is a daunting task indeed, however can be done, as long as you have time, patience, and sure-footing. Those that have little experience with cliffs should stay away from the landmark, however, as the only thing offered to cushion your fall is several feet of steep, rough rock, easily capable of slashing away at the flesh of any unsuspecting equine.

Unlike so many of the pastures resting within Vixentile, this one is hardly so warm and inviting, speaking of tranquility and serenity—no, it’s far different. The vague, yet unmistakable smell of blood and death looms over this area as though in a thick, clingy fog, unwilling to clear despite how much times passes. As rumour has it, a massive war went on here years ago, between two bands of natural inhabitants. Unlike the other lands plagued by violence, however, the history never cleared from this particular area. Barren and somewhat dismal, only those with a grand imagination would truly enjoy it here, though it does offer a good resting place, if you have decent control over your nerves.