The Elder Scrolls: Tamriel

In the southeastern waters of Glenumbra, Dourstone Isle rises as a solitary hump of gray stone and wind-swept grass, its name earned from the bleak cliffs that ring its shore. Barely large enough to hold a handful of trees and a ruined stone foundation, the isle has long been shunned by sailors and villagers alike. Some say it was once the site of a watchtower or a hermit’s retreat, but only a few crumbled walls remain, overrun with ivy and seabirds. The air feels heavier on Dourstone, and strange echoes roll across its surface even on calm days. Superstitions cling to it like the ever-present fog—tales of shipwrecked ghosts, a buried relic, or the cursed bones of an exile left to die in solitude. No maps detail its history, and few dare to linger there, but its silhouette looms over the southeastern coast like a forgotten sentinel, unmoved by time or tide.