
The Drowned Kingdom
Silent halls lit by turquoise glow, far under the surface. The court still keeps its old rites.
Chapter Seven
Maps, kingdoms and shores, each with its own record.
The chart of the archive shows the shores above and the kingdoms below. Its ink is faded where the water has reached it, and new names are added as the campaign travels.
Each location below has its own record and its own history.
Places where people once built in stone.

Silent halls lit by turquoise glow, far under the surface. The court still keeps its old rites.

Cold stone, old runes and a watch that never ends. Its gates have not opened in an age.

The last port above the waves, where lanterns are lit for ships that may not return.
The vessels and the sea that carries them.

The ship that carried the crew through the deepest storms, its hull still scarred.

Black water rising higher than any tower, the gate to everything below.

A reef where the currents carry voices. Few who sail near it come back unchanged.
The drowned hall. Where Livius first read the runes that now guard the archive.
The reef. Where something followed the ship for three miles and left a rune on the rail.
The cliff above the sea. The place of the Oath, and the view he returns to in his dreams.