The Tempest

Where once stood the town of Rafinale now stands an endless storm of destruction. Never quieting in its rage. Never ending in its furor.

History
When the city of Rafinale disappeared, the continent it was on transformed into this enormous storm. A place where the forces of nature seem to have abandoned reason, the wind whips with the force of blades, slicing through sails like they were paper. Thunder and lighting rage in the skies, striking the water with endless fury, while malestorms and water twisters rip apart any one that gets even a few seconds into its borders. Needless to say, exploration has been impossible, and the cause unknown. The only thing of interest is the border between the Tempest and the normal sea: where grey clouds and constant rain create a hard edge where the Tempest starts and where it ends. Like a warning to those that do not know about its tale, a contract that if one passes this point, their life is forfeit.

The Tempest is a place without rest. If the only safety can be found in the eye of the storm, then the Tempest is the result of said eye being gouged out. Enter the threshold at your own peril, for The Tempest will take your life and send you to the depths, your body joining the rubble of wreckage of those foolish enough to try.

The Stormline
The 'border' on the sea where the Tempest starts. If one is behind the line, then they are safe. But the moment one crosses it, all bets are off. And the reaper may sharpen its scythe to begin its collection run.

People of Interest
None.