Temperatures are steadily beginning to drop. Chilly winds comb through the woodlands of the Avalon, frost nipping at the tundra while chilly coastal winds batter the Druids. To the south, Darkrais are experiencing a period of relief from severe southern heats before winter sets in. In the far north caribou are on the move, in the Avalon forests the deer have finished their summer rut and are preparing for winter. Cold rains cycle through in the early mornings leaving dense fogs to roll in from the coasts. Standing on the mainland, the fog can grow so dense you can't see the island of the Druids.