You never mastered sword and lance, like your brothers, but can shoot, ride, and wrestle as well as any of them.
Beyaz Dag teems with life: hyenas and gazelles in the desert scrub, deer, wolves, bear in the forests. Travelers you met on the Northern Road tell of other, darker things here: ruins, abandoned quarries, sunken grottoes...
Now you're almost through the marshes; the mountain rises to the southwest.