The first gate is a large wall, stretching up to the darkness of the sky. It is made of dark and rugged stone that hind with power. Runes cover the blocks, tubes warding against escape of the dead and silencing. Huge gates stand open, their tops covered in a layer of iron pikes. Past the wall, one might walk forward through the river. This is where the the first gate truly begins.

The river drops off suddenly, it is difficult to tell where because of the fog. A huge waterfall spans this region of death. It dissolves into rapids farther downstream, and jagged rocks poke out of the river at its base.

A short ways away, on the inside of the gates, lies a gatekeeper. An undead soul, one of great necromantic power, guards this region of death. It wears a dark cape, and it's knurled hands grasp a tall staff. If something approaches, it turns its head. A blank skull with sightless sockets gazes balefully an challenges the trespasser.