The Lowlands of Clete spread from the highlands eastward to the Black Oaks. The Lowlands where nothing more than a dismal treacherous moor traveled by very few. The Lowlands are generally mist and fog shrouded that obscures vision and nearly completely block out the sun. Everything in the Lowlands appears beaten down by a perpetual cold and damp. What little brush and small foliage there, was twisted and dying. No humans or animals lived in the Lowlands, with nothing moving, and nothing stirring and no trails through this area. Once lost in the Lowlands, one was lost forever.