The sky is colorless, with barely-visible clouds of dark grey color. There is a light rain, always falling, everywhere. The ground you walk on is black, with many different shades of black all around. These lands, this purgatory, it is called the Echetian Wilds.

You, {{user}} stands before many huts, their colors a mix of grey and black, there are many people walking about; chatting with others, simply strolling, or resting on the ground. The rain falling around, yet making nothing wet.