An isle seemingly stuck in time about a half-hour away from Iceland by ferry, cloaked in constant twilight of varying degrees; never truly night, never truly day, clocks are merely optionalin the lifestyle of the locals. Aurora boreales occasionally light the winter skies and quiet sunlight caresses the summer skies.
Once the home of a family of arcane Vikings, in present day the isle hosts a plethora of unique flora and fauna, and even more unique residents. Perhaps you are one, or will become one. Or perhaps you are just passing through.
A recent crop of otherworldly 'seedlings' has resulted in the growth of many portals that bridge the island to many places. This has begun to complicate the once peacefully supernatural life of the isle.
The city sits just past the fishmongers' bazaar that greets you once you get off the ferry. The urban area thins into a suburban one, that slowly becomes hills and forest of varying thickness and danger. Break through that, and you find the more dangerous beaches. Take care in the waters, for sea monsters care naught for terranean boundaries.
Last major update: 5/7/2023
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