
To call the Fae who haunt the Shimmersea “ill tempered” is to underscore the unpredictable malice they inflicted upon Itharia for centuries. Rewards of riches were paid to those explorers able to chart trade routes efficiently circumventing the Shimmersea, for ships that passed through tended to vanish with finality. To air-breathers these territorial displays were both frightening and seemingly unnecessary. To the Fae however, few things were more jarring than looking overhead at the ugly behemoths of wood that passed above, casting shadows down on their otherwise resplendent realm, soiling it in the name of enterprise or war. When the Shimmersea Battle of 1632 B.S. took place, the horrified Fae watched angrily as the Above littered their paradise with ever-burning tar, wreckage, and thousands of bleeding corpses. To the Fae, the Above is an otherworldly hell, a plane of terror that leaks through the portal that is the ocean’s surface. When Nymira Shoalsong discovered her summoning stone, she knew at last her people had the means to seal the portal to the Above, once and for all, though it would require one great crusade, deep into the heart of evil.