Wind Slope Valley is located to the south of the sacred Pate, a place shrouded in thick fog all year round. There are only less than six hours each day when pedestrians can pass through; during other times, darkness, mist, sandstorms, and hailstones as large as eggs reign here. The merchants of Haisas and Yim would never travel this road; only those who are driven to desperation would take their chances here. Precisely because of this, the snake-men do not pay much attention to this place, making it a "secret passage" to the Pate Plain now.
The northern winter is cloaked in cold, with snow on the ground three feet thick, enough to bury half a person underfoot. When the wind blows, the snowflakes on the ground are lifted into the air, rushing up from below the nose, harshly slapping the cheeks, making it feel as if the snow comes from beneath the feet.
