Rainoga

Fairview, a once-sleepy coastal village on Moray in the Moonshae Isles, has grown into a vibrant, industrious harbor thanks to the zealous influence of the Storm Maiden's Northlander devotees. Nestled west of the haunting Breasal Marsh and bordered by the Shannyth Forest’s dense, pine-scented expanse, the village has transformed into a vital shipwright’s enclave. Longships, their keels kissed by the Trackless Sea, are expertly crafted from the forest’s hardy timber—each vessel bearing the swirling motifs and storm-sigil carvings of Umberlee’s tempestuous clergy. The shipyard thrives beneath the open sky, where the sounds of construction and prayer interweave in daily rhythm. While the marshes whisper with danger and superstition, Fairview stands resilient—anchored in its faith, hardened by coastal gales, and bolstered by the promise of seaborne strength. It is a place where community, worship, and craft merge on the threshold between land and storm-tossed sea.

Fairview's whitewashed cottages curve around a lively harbor, where pine-framed longships rise in half-completion beside dark, wet piers. Sea spray mists the air as gulls cry overhead, and smoke curls from forge chimneys. Towering pines frame the eastern edge, while the western horizon fades into mist over the brooding Breasal Marsh.