Zentinel's Rise
Added 2023-03-01 01:27:53 +0000 UTCA reach of frequent lightning, dizzyingly large rifts and shackled mountain-shards that scorn their own immensity.
Dragged up from beneath the mountains in the first days of the Verdancy, each cathedral-sized link scribed with old chthonic runes. These chains, and the floating islands they tether, are furred with enough greenery that they're almost easier to sail than the waves below.
The skies of Zentinel's Rise are often clear of clouds, but that doesn't mean they're clear of lightning. Even in the absence of storms, forks of blue-gold light crackle in the upper air. The saving grace, the locals point out, is that the Zentinel's leaves are resistant enough to flame that they've never ended up with a burgeoning conflagration on their hands.
Art and lore from The Wildsea.
