An hour later, you are beginning to take in sails and find an anchorage near the island. The island is about a mile lengthways and twice as long as it is wide, consisting of a series of rocks thrust out of the water, one somewhat taller than the others, roughly twice as high as your crow’s nest. The gaps are filled with a lush jungle and the entire jumble of trees and rock is encircled by a ring of pleasant island sands.

A small island upon which Captain Arazka ran a Dreamlily growing operation. The Crown killed its enchanted sentinel, rescued Neave d’Jorasco from the drudgery of running the drug farm, and set the goods alight.