Once a lush, thick Savannah, Domart has not know the rains for many seasons. It's animals have almost all left though a few remain here. Largely gray in color, some of the dieing grasses still hold their golden color. There are a few small hills in this barren place and remnants of rock caves long collapsed. Due to the lack of rains there is little water, some could walk an entire day without seeing a single drop.
