In the seas. The churning forth of the angry ocean kicked up mountains of waves as tall as the mountains themselves. The so-called Nightmare Sea was often thought to be the true end of Arcadia, and the icy waters simply tapered off into non-existence.
What ship could possibly sail those tides when two monstrous World Beasts were battling for dominance in its waters! Even the hardest icebreakers dare not sail their vessels into the arctic waves. Only doom and unnamed aberrations lurked in such umbral depths.
Various small port towns, islands, and islets clung to their rocky mountains as the constant howling winds and tidal forces of the sea assaulted them.
Hundreds of inhabitants and players alike made a living by descending into the shallows beneath the cliffs, collecting the rare urchins and salty crystals that drove the economy by the shore. Pearls were very rare stones, and players were clamoring to get one to sell to the market at a high price.
