Rainoga

The Purple Rocks, a remote archipelago in the Trackless Sea, lie 800 miles west of Gundarlin, their craggy peaks rising from the turbulent waters. Verdant valleys, concealed behind forested slopes, offer a deceptive tranquility. Under stormy skies, the islands adopt a sinister purple shade, lending them their name. Utherall, the eastern isle, hosts the settlement of Vilkstead, while Trisk, to the west, shelters the village of Ulf of Thuger, the two separated by a hundred miles of open sea. Whispers claim the inhabitants are bound to the kraken Slarkrethel, their lives twisted by his influence. Locals display unsettling fish-like traits, a gradual transformation leading them back to the sea’s depths. Newborns are cast into the waves, claimed by the kraken, and return as warped adults, their descent into aquatic servitude complete. The islands emanate an air of dread, and outsiders who pry into their secrets are met with hostility, their presence swiftly discouraged.

Jagged purple peaks pierce storm-dark skies, their forested slopes cloaked in mist and shadow. Rough seas lash craggy shores where fishing boats bob uneasily. Villages of weathered timber and stone cling to coves, while strange, fish-like faces peer cautiously from doorways. The air is heavy with salt and menace, broken by distant, mournful cries echoing over restless waves. An unshakable sense of watchful dread hangs over the islands, where the sea claims both body and soul.