Snow best defines the countryside of Bresilyk, with up to four metres of it hiding the fields and, in some cases, the short-treed forests that sprawl across the continent. All hope is not lost, however, due to the presence of the road network. Built into the land, the roads are heated beneath their black surfaces and provide a clear, ice-free path for any traveller to take between domes, with only a few delays or detours caused by construction crews repairing and otherwise maintaining these prides and joys of the republic. Many travellers are found on these roads, occasionally taking breaks and offering either merchandise or Harvest Haul gifts to passerbys. Crossroads often have a pair of officers overseeing traffic and providing directions to those less gifted with an internal compass.