The region of Terrtetua is a vast ocean of earth and rock littered with skyscraping mountains. Empty an uninhabited at first glance, most of the creatures that live in Terrtetua live underground or in caves. The darkness is home to them and they feel more comfortable surrouneded by walls. Towns are carved into mountains or out of the ground, lit by small amber lamps. The area boardering Flairus, the Flaming Region, is lined with active volcanos that even the ground loving residents of the Rocken region find too unbearable to live in.

The residents consist mostly of various types of Rock Dragon and some Volcanic or Magma Dragons. They are stronger the closer they are to the planet's core. They feel most at ease in tight, dark spaces or especially earthy areas. They usually aren't born with wings as they don't need to fly underground. They can be particularly stubborn but can be gentle and crafty. Despite their love for caving, they are quite technologically advanced. Terrtetua also houses a small selection of Sky dragons that love the high homes that the mountains offer.

Terrtetua (t-air-tet-chew-a)

Species: Dragon

Class: Earth

Subclass: Pure

Age: Unknown

Summary: As the Elder of the Stone Element, Terrtetua transformed the barren lands of Draekana into his home. He used his big paws and strong arms to dig out the caverns and tunnels that make up the citise of his region and granted Draconian's with strength. He symbolized the continent and its vastness. He was honest almost to a fault and was trusted to never let the truth slip from his grasp. He lived in the same ring as his denizens, and although commanded them, he refused to become a dictator. When Terrtetua passed, his claws were turned into the Elemental Crystal of Stone and a temple was build for him in the tallest mountain using his hide to reinforce the walls.

"In all honesty, I am a shamed of myself. I let a little boarder skirmish escalate this badly. I was supposed to be the honest one, but I was blinded but anger and unable to spak the truth. I just threw accustions at them, blaming them for my loses and not thinking about their loses as well. Everything was much simpler when it was just us, before Drakalis gave intelligence to the other Draconians. Sure, Draekana was a war zone, but we had no one to worry about but ourselves. ... You're right. I wouldn't have met you if that was the case. But that doesn't change how I feel. If we hadn't been so prideful, maybe we couldve worked things out. If we had just admited when we were wrong. If, back then, I was the way I am now, I would've apologized right away and tried to work things out diplomatically. But it's too late for apologies. Flairus' rage can't be quelled. All we can do now is wait out this scourage and hope that we all make it out alive. In the end, we were all victims."