Drongue can be best described as an industrial nightmare. Soaring apartment complexes race to the sky alongside massive smokestacks and the sky is stained a perpetual smoggy yellow. It's progress taken to the extreme and technology favoured over environmentalism. Any natural environment left is comprised of dusty deserts and broken rock faces, but somehow, even amid the pollution, life still manages to thrive.
Drongue is composed of massive city blocks interspersed with sparse, desert environs. Most of the city is built upon itself, growing higher and higher as it builds over broken architecture below in a seemingly never ending race for the sky. The desert environs are vast wastelands of red/yellow dust and rock, similar visually to Venus. Huge canyons are used as landfills for mechanical waste, and any natural water sources are contaminated with spill off.
A sky the colour of smoke, soot, and yellow pollution blankets everything in a dismal blanket. Weather patterns err on the side of mild, with no real storms aside from the occasional dust storm swept in from the desert. Rain falls in the form of acid rain from sickly gray clouds, and even though the planet has a definite day/night cycle, the sun never really seems to set. The sky seems to emit its own sickly glow, if only from the endless artificial city lights.
Life on drongue fills the niche of scavenger and opportunist. Most flora is comprised of simple fungi and moulds, while most fauna is no bigger than a house cat with few exceptions.