Sitting above the Arena of Ice and Snow, it's ancient stone remains bathed in etheral flames, untouched by the blizzards beneath, molten rock spewing forth from vents hewn all around the second level of the arena. It too being large enough to support a village, it could never be so, the heat sorching all human life from it's outer entrenches. It is rumoured to be the roosting place of the Midnight Pheonix, the darkling flames.
