The Western Sea

The Western Sea is the antithesis of the deep stone; it is the physical manifestation of fluid chaos. Our duty is to chart this threat, treating the volatile body of water not as a geographical feature, but as a colossal hydrological phenomenon. It is the unyielding boundary of the Iron-Grip Mountains, perpetually churning, forcing the rigid discipline of our earthbound existence into sharp contrast with surface reality. This sea is the reservoir for all Oceanic Resonance, a chaotic energy flow that stands in direct opposition to the regulated flows of the inner mountain. This fluidity is why its history, meticulously preserved by the isolationist Coastal Sages within the humid Sea-Cave Archives, must be documented. The Sea holds the memory of the catastrophic end of the Aerilon Ascendancy, proving that all who abandon the earth for the surface must eventually surrender to the waves. Its cyclical rhythm dictates the inevitable prophecy of the Tide of Drowning, a great watery debt paid for the geological sins of the Great Sundering. This vast, unchartable truth is a testament to the primal forces that forever challenge the fixed chronology of the Abbey.