Overlooking the black rock beach, steep, rocky cliffs jut out of the ground. Though they are steep, surefooted tributes can find enough handholds to make their way up and down the rock face. It is a long drop to the bottom, however, so tributes are encouraged to be take care when scaling the slick rocks. The high winds and sea spray add an extra layer of difficulty to climbing, and one misstep is all it takes to send even the most careful tributes plummeting to their deaths.

The Wooded Glen is home to Scots pine, fir and spruce trees. Much colder than the rest of the arena, the Glen always seems to be just one day shy of winter. The trees cluster together along the banks of a gently lapping stream. If you look carefully enough in the brush, you might discover some robust plants. The wind whistles through the trees, kicking up fallen leaves. This area has all the supplies you might need, but you are not the only one looking for something to eat in this cold and grey Glen.

Patches of decaying vegetation provide a stable path around the muck and creeks of the peat bog. The varied terrain is difficult to cross quickly — one misstep and it's your boot, your foot, your life trapped in the sticky jaws of the arena itself.

As picturesque as any place in past arenas, the rolling hills are an oasis of gently undulating verdant waves. Weeping willows, giant-sized oak and bare birch trees dot the landscape. Small creatures, including rabbits, hedgehogs and badgers nibble at the flora. It is a quiet and peaceful place.

At the bottom of the sea cliffs, the rough waves of the cold sea meet land on a pile of black stones. Each rock is smooth and round, well-worn by the icy waves — some large as a head, others mere pebbles, and most falling somewhere in between. Between the dreary atmosphere and the dark stones, there is little color to be found on the chilly shore.

Rising from the shore and waves like stone titans, the honeycomb towers of basalt dominate the misty seaside. Each column is a near-perfect hexagon, interlocking with its neighbors and reaching towards the sky like some mountain comprised of a child's blocks, perfect for climbing. The peculiar stones stretch into the water, providing a small passage into the sea for those brave enough to see what lies at the end of the gamemakers' brick road...