The Dead Straight many sailors have named it, dreading the open stretch of unassuming water where the inexperienced go to drown. A fate gained only if they are lucky, for lurking beneath the tempestuous waves lies the bones of ships sent to the murky deep. Through the wavering darkness of the ocean, the portholes still wink and call to those who are cast or brought below the surface. The husks and corpses of treated planks and metal now serve as a thriving metropolis for those who dug the graves, housed in precarious tandem upon the faces of rock cliffs and crags that decorate the aquatic shelf.

Secluded by the dark of the ocean's arms, there lies a bubble of fresh air. A mystic barrier provides shelter and dry earth for those who wish to seclude themselves from the troubles of the world above. There grow trees here, bathed in gentle wreaths of phosphorus material, gently glowing to offer illumination to the denizens of the hollow. The ground is fertile enough to grow some crops, though vegetation doesn't flourish without the warm rays of the sun to grace its leaves and petals.

The waters here are warm and plentiful, kelp dances playfully under the span of the eb and tide and sea. The flourish of racing fish shimmer and dance with the dancing rays of the sun, attracting the eye of fisherman. Meanwhile, the warm traces of the sandy beach attract the visitation of those who merely wish to indulge in bathing. The shallows offer protection to those who may shed their skins, offering a place for them to socialize without the threat of dark shadows trolling beneath them.

The dark moors. A morose land of swamps and placid lakes. While there are fresh glades and oases that offer plentiful flowers and beautiful landscapes, the majority of the wilds here are not as welcoming as the majority of the continent. Other dangers besides the treacherous footing haunt the edges of peripherals, shadows lurking in the water. Ever watchful, an eerie feeling of malcontent lays thick upon the atmosphere here, and those who wander there alone are often not seen again. Or they're found floating.