Malstaris

Also sometimes called the Umber Wastes

Malstaris bears a strong geographic resemblance to the material plane, but the plane is void of almost all signs of life. A dull grey wasteland dominates the landscape, with the only breaks taking the form of huge towering, stormy grey and black mountains. The weather never changes, the seasons never seem to change, and life exists void of nearly all emotion, as it seems that all passion and care is sucked out of everything into the empty expanse. You do not hunger, nor thirst in Malstaris, and sleep never seems to come. Each day drags into the next, as the sun never seems to set, but never seems to have risen either.

Malstaris is original home of the drow, who have since crossed from Malstaris over to the parallel world of the Material Plane. Vast drow cities dot the landscape, covering both plains and the sides of mountains. Spread throughout the lands, and populous all over the cities, are the voids, people of all races from the Material Plane who had once traveled to Malstaris only to lose all personality and emotion, practically becoming one with the landscape. Between cities, strange magical creatures threaten those who wish to travel, including mind leeches, dusk fiends, bloodprowlers, and

This plane is the counterpart to Feyternia.