Mournglade Fjord

Mournglade Fjord – Where the Sea Froze Mid-Scream

"The ice sings, and the dead remember their names."

North of the Drowned Coast lies Mournglade Fjord, a labyrinth of frozen waves, shipwrecks, and mist-haunted cliffs. The sea froze suddenly, mid-tempest, during what the locals call the Final Storm. Ships now jut from the ice like the bones of leviathans, their crews preserved mid-motion — faces still twisted in their final gasp. When the wind howls through the splintered masts, it sounds eerily like choirs at prayer.

The Frost Choir, a cult born of grief and guilt, tend to this place. They carve tunnels through the ice, releasing trapped bodies in solemn ritual, believing that each freed soul prevents the sea from fracturing further. They carry glass bells filled with frost, which they ring when a soul is “freed,” each note said to release a memory into the wind.

Legends tell that beneath the ice lies a drowned cathedral — the Bell Beneath the Sea — whose tolls can still be heard at midnight. Those who follow the sound vanish, faces appearing later in the frozen walls.

Ravencourt’s exiles still whisper that the Frost Choir were once its sailors — mariners cursed for abandoning their saints to the deep. Now, they seek redemption in the cold embrace of the Mournglade.