Fog on the brine - Revision history

Dre at 15:36, 18 January 2026

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	This eerie magical fog persists still. It does not spread inland - occasionally it will lap over onto the coast but it quickly withdraws. It flows where the sea flows - and it seems to extend only over salt water. While it chokes the mouths of the four great rivers, it does not extend along them. Strong winds whip the surface of the fog into concupiscent curds, but do not break it apart or even thin it.		This eerie magical fog persists still. It does not spread inland - occasionally it will lap over onto the coast but it quickly withdraws. It flows where the sea flows - and it seems to extend only over salt water. While it chokes the mouths of the four great rivers, it does not extend along them. Strong winds whip the surface of the fog into concupiscent curds, but do not break it apart or even thin it.

	So far, the only information the magicians of the Empire have been able to gather with their [[detect magic]] incantations is that this is a magical effect of the [[Night magic\|Night realm]], of 30th magnitude, that conceals information - including information about ~~it's~~ own nature and properties. Most magicians agree that the effect could be examined with a suitably powerful performance of a ritual such as [[The Eye of the High Places]], targeting one of the affected territories.		So far, the only information the magicians of the Empire have been able to gather with their [[detect magic]] incantations is that this is a magical effect of the [[Night magic\|Night realm]], of 30th magnitude, that conceals information - including information about its own nature and properties. Most magicians agree that the effect could be examined with a suitably powerful performance of a ritual such as [[The Eye of the High Places]], targeting one of the affected territories.

	==Resolution==		==Resolution==
	The fog is still there. It shows no signs of dissipating.		The fog is still there. It shows no signs of dissipating.

Twiggy at 14:53, 29 September 2025

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	It is primarily a problem for smaller boats; trading ships pass through the fog without too much difficulty - as long as they know the waters. The fog hides any number of obstacles and hazards, including reefs, shallow waters, and jagged rocks. Several foreign ships, new to Imperial waters, suffer upsets as a consequence.		It is primarily a problem for smaller boats; trading ships pass through the fog without too much difficulty - as long as they know the waters. The fog hides any number of obstacles and hazards, including reefs, shallow waters, and jagged rocks. Several foreign ships, new to Imperial waters, suffer upsets as a consequence.

	The captains and crew of several Imperial trading vessels describe the experience of being in the fog, away from sight of land, as if they are sailing through the sky, across a vista of clouds.The mist does not impede them - if anything, the fact it seems to be coinciding with extremely clear night skies that make it much easier to navigate by the stars at night.		The captains and crew of several Imperial trading vessels describe the experience of being in the fog, away from sight of land, as if they are sailing through the sky, across a vista of clouds. The mist does not impede them - if anything, the fact it seems to be coinciding with extremely clear night skies that make it much easier to navigate by the stars at night.

	The fog shows no signs of going away.		The fog shows no signs of going away.

Hailmur: /* Overview */

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Overview

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	A wonderful, unsettling phenomenon has crept without warning over the surface of the [[Bay of Catazar]]. It appears one evening just as the sun dips below the horizon on the last night of the half-moon before the Equinox. A curling, roiling, pearlescent mist rises from the surface of the sea - a bank of nigh impenetrable Autumnal fog. Unlike a natural fog bank, however, the swirling mist rises no more than perhaps six or seven feet from the surface of the water. The fog is mildly phosphorescent, glowing with a faint iridescent radiance that ebbs and flows and is eerily hypnotic. From a distance, it appears almost solid - especially by moonlight - but anyone stepping out onto it drops through into the water below.		A wonderful, unsettling phenomenon has crept without warning over the surface of the [[Bay of Catazar]]. It appears one evening just as the sun dips below the horizon on the last night of the half-moon before the Equinox. A curling, roiling, pearlescent mist rises from the surface of the sea - a bank of nigh impenetrable Autumnal fog. Unlike a natural fog bank, however, the swirling mist rises no more than perhaps six or seven feet from the surface of the water. The fog is mildly phosphorescent, glowing with a faint iridescent radiance that ebbs and flows and is eerily hypnotic. From a distance, it appears almost solid - especially by moonlight - but anyone stepping out onto it drops through into the water below.

	The fog appears simultaneously along the coasts of [[Feroz]], [[Madruga]], [[Sarvos]], [[Necropolis]], [[Redoubt]], and [[~~Spira~~]]l. It seems to stretch out to sea, and looks to cover the entire Bay of Catazar, as if someone has pulled the clouds down from the sky and smeared them across the surface of the Bay. It is greeted with a mix of wonder, excitement, and suspicion. In a few places in Sarvos and [[the Brass Coast]], impromptu parties take place that stretch on into the night - enterprising boat and ship owners taking revellers out to explore the ebb and flow of the cloudstuff under a spectacularly clear night sky.		The fog appears simultaneously along the coasts of [[Feroz]], [[Madruga]], [[Sarvos]], [[Necropolis]], [[Redoubt]], and [[Spiral]]. It seems to stretch out to sea, and looks to cover the entire Bay of Catazar, as if someone has pulled the clouds down from the sky and smeared them across the surface of the Bay. It is greeted with a mix of wonder, excitement, and suspicion. In a few places in Sarvos and [[the Brass Coast]], impromptu parties take place that stretch on into the night - enterprising boat and ship owners taking revellers out to explore the ebb and flow of the cloudstuff under a spectacularly clear night sky.

	The next morning, the fog is still there. By daylight, it looks... sullen. Gloomy. It dampens sound oddly, and it makes the lives of the fisherfolk in particular difficult and unpleasant. There are a few accidents. The sun does nothing to thin it; it is as impenetrable and pale at noon as it was at midnight. More people begin to be concerned. The first trading ships from foreign shores arrive in the ports of the Empire and report that the fog begins a little over a dozen miles to the south of the tip of Feroz, and does indeed appear to spread across the entire northern half of the Bay of Catazar.		The next morning, the fog is still there. By daylight, it looks... sullen. Gloomy. It dampens sound oddly, and it makes the lives of the fisherfolk in particular difficult and unpleasant. There are a few accidents. The sun does nothing to thin it; it is as impenetrable and pale at noon as it was at midnight. More people begin to be concerned. The first trading ships from foreign shores arrive in the ports of the Empire and report that the fog begins a little over a dozen miles to the south of the tip of Feroz, and does indeed appear to spread across the entire northern half of the Bay of Catazar.

Rafferty at 15:23, 3 November 2019

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	[[Category:Winds of Fortune]][[Category:379YE]][[Category:Recent History]]		[[Category:Winds of Fortune]][[Category:379YE Autumn]][[Category:Recent History]]
	<ic>"I am glad you decided to accept my offer," said Madame Lupita. She poured a little more of the crimson wine into her goblet, and a little more into Efra's goblet. They clinked their goblets together, and sipped their wine.		<ic>"I am glad you decided to accept my offer," said Madame Lupita. She poured a little more of the crimson wine into her goblet, and a little more into Efra's goblet. They clinked their goblets together, and sipped their wine.

Rafferty: /* Significance */

2019-11-03T15:23:21Z

Significance

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	This eerie magical fog persists still. It does not spread inland - occasionally it will lap over onto the coast but it quickly withdraws. It flows where the sea flows - and it seems to extend only over salt water. While it chokes the mouths of the four great rivers, it does not extend along them. Strong winds whip the surface of the fog into concupiscent curds, but do not break it apart or even thin it.		This eerie magical fog persists still. It does not spread inland - occasionally it will lap over onto the coast but it quickly withdraws. It flows where the sea flows - and it seems to extend only over salt water. While it chokes the mouths of the four great rivers, it does not extend along them. Strong winds whip the surface of the fog into concupiscent curds, but do not break it apart or even thin it.

	So far, the only information the magicians of the Empire have been able to gather with their [[detect magic]] incantations is that this is a magical effect of the Night realm, of 30th magnitude, that conceals information - including information about it's own nature and properties. Most magicians agree that the effect could be examined with a suitably powerful performance of a ritual such as [[The Eye of the High Places]], targeting one of the affected territories.		So far, the only information the magicians of the Empire have been able to gather with their [[detect magic]] incantations is that this is a magical effect of the [[Night magic\|Night realm]], of 30th magnitude, that conceals information - including information about it's own nature and properties. Most magicians agree that the effect could be examined with a suitably powerful performance of a ritual such as [[The Eye of the High Places]], targeting one of the affected territories.

	==Resolution==		==Resolution==
	The fog is still there. It shows no signs of dissipating.		The fog is still there. It shows no signs of dissipating.

Rafferty: /* Overview */

2019-11-03T15:23:03Z

Overview

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	"Life is short Efra! Best live it while you can!"</ic>		"Life is short Efra! Best live it while you can!"</ic>
	==Overview==		==Overview==
	A wonderful, unsettling phenomenon has crept without warning over the surface of the Bay of Catazar. It appears one evening just as the sun dips below the horizon on the last night of the half-moon before the Equinox. A curling, roiling, pearlescent mist rises from the surface of the sea - a bank of nigh impenetrable Autumnal fog. Unlike a natural fog bank, however, the swirling mist rises no more than perhaps six or seven feet from the surface of the water. The fog is mildly phosphorescent, glowing with a faint iridescent radiance that ebbs and flows and is eerily hypnotic. From a distance, it appears almost solid - especially by moonlight - but anyone stepping out onto it drops through into the water below.		A wonderful, unsettling phenomenon has crept without warning over the surface of the [[Bay of Catazar]]. It appears one evening just as the sun dips below the horizon on the last night of the half-moon before the Equinox. A curling, roiling, pearlescent mist rises from the surface of the sea - a bank of nigh impenetrable Autumnal fog. Unlike a natural fog bank, however, the swirling mist rises no more than perhaps six or seven feet from the surface of the water. The fog is mildly phosphorescent, glowing with a faint iridescent radiance that ebbs and flows and is eerily hypnotic. From a distance, it appears almost solid - especially by moonlight - but anyone stepping out onto it drops through into the water below.

	The fog appears simultaneously along the coasts of Feroz, Madruga, Sarvos, Necropolis, Redoubt, and ~~Spiral~~. It seems to stretch out to sea, and looks to cover the entire Bay of Catazar, as if someone has pulled the clouds down from the sky and smeared them across the surface of the Bay. It is greeted with a mix of wonder, excitement, and suspicion. In a few places in Sarvos and the Brass Coast, impromptu parties take place that stretch on into the night - enterprising boat and ship owners taking revellers out to explore the ebb and flow of the cloudstuff under a spectacularly clear night sky.		The fog appears simultaneously along the coasts of [[Feroz]], [[Madruga]], [[Sarvos]], [[Necropolis]], [[Redoubt]], and [[Spira]]l. It seems to stretch out to sea, and looks to cover the entire Bay of Catazar, as if someone has pulled the clouds down from the sky and smeared them across the surface of the Bay. It is greeted with a mix of wonder, excitement, and suspicion. In a few places in Sarvos and [[the Brass Coast]], impromptu parties take place that stretch on into the night - enterprising boat and ship owners taking revellers out to explore the ebb and flow of the cloudstuff under a spectacularly clear night sky.

	The next morning, the fog is still there. By daylight, it looks... sullen. Gloomy. It dampens sound oddly, and it makes the lives of the fisherfolk in particular difficult and unpleasant. There are a few accidents. The sun does nothing to thin it; it is as impenetrable and pale at noon as it was at midnight. More people begin to be concerned. The first trading ships from foreign shores arrive in the ports of the Empire and report that the fog begins a little over a dozen miles to the south of the tip of Feroz, and does indeed appear to spread across the entire northern half of the Bay of Catazar.		The next morning, the fog is still there. By daylight, it looks... sullen. Gloomy. It dampens sound oddly, and it makes the lives of the fisherfolk in particular difficult and unpleasant. There are a few accidents. The sun does nothing to thin it; it is as impenetrable and pale at noon as it was at midnight. More people begin to be concerned. The first trading ships from foreign shores arrive in the ports of the Empire and report that the fog begins a little over a dozen miles to the south of the tip of Feroz, and does indeed appear to spread across the entire northern half of the Bay of Catazar.

Rafferty at 14:53, 1 November 2018

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	[[Category:Winds of Fortune]][[Category:379YE]][[Category:Recent History~~]][[Category: Summer Solstice 379YE~~]]		[[Category:Winds of Fortune]][[Category:379YE]][[Category:Recent History]]
	<ic>"I am glad you decided to accept my offer," said Madame Lupita. She poured a little more of the crimson wine into her goblet, and a little more into Efra's goblet. They clinked their goblets together, and sipped their wine.		<ic>"I am glad you decided to accept my offer," said Madame Lupita. She poured a little more of the crimson wine into her goblet, and a little more into Efra's goblet. They clinked their goblets together, and sipped their wine.

Rafferty at 10:15, 1 November 2018

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			[[Category:Winds of Fortune]][[Category:379YE]][[Category:Recent History]][[Category: Summer Solstice 379YE]]
	<ic>"I am glad you decided to accept my offer," said Madame Lupita. She poured a little more of the crimson wine into her goblet, and a little more into Efra's goblet. They clinked their goblets together, and sipped their wine.		<ic>"I am glad you decided to accept my offer," said Madame Lupita. She poured a little more of the crimson wine into her goblet, and a little more into Efra's goblet. They clinked their goblets together, and sipped their wine.

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	==Resolution==		==Resolution==
	The fog is still there. It shows no signs of dissipating.		The fog is still there. It shows no signs of dissipating.
	~~[[Category:History]]~~
	~~[[Category:Recent History]]~~
	~~[[Category:379YE]]~~

Dre at 18:27, 22 October 2015

2015-10-22T18:27:02Z

Rafferty: /* Significance */

2015-10-11T15:01:01Z

Significance

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	So far, the only information the magicians of the Empire have been able to gather with their [[detect magic]] incantations is that this is a magical effect of the Night realm, of 30th magnitude, that conceals information - including information about it's own nature and properties. Most magicians agree that the effect could be examined with a suitable powerful performance of a ritual such as [[The Eye of the High Places]], targetting one of the effected territories.		So far, the only information the magicians of the Empire have been able to gather with their [[detect magic]] incantations is that this is a magical effect of the Night realm, of 30th magnitude, that conceals information - including information about it's own nature and properties. Most magicians agree that the effect could be examined with a suitable powerful performance of a ritual such as [[The Eye of the High Places]], targetting one of the effected territories.

			==Resolution==
			The fog is still there. It shows no signs of dissipating.
	[[Category:History]]		[[Category:History]]
	[[Category:Recent History]]		[[Category:Recent History]]
	[[Category:379YE]]		[[Category:379YE]]

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	<ic>"I am glad you decided to ~~acept~~ my offer," said Madame Lupita. She poured a little more of the crimson wine into her goblet, and a little more into Efra's goblet. They clinked their goblets together, and sipped their wine.		<ic>"I am glad you decided to accept my offer," said Madame Lupita. She poured a little more of the crimson wine into her goblet, and a little more into Efra's goblet. They clinked their goblets together, and sipped their wine.

	Madame Lupita selected a tart, crimson cherry, and closed her eyes as she savoured the complex texture and delightful taste. She selected a second one, and teased the Freeborn merchant with it for a moment before allowing him to catch it in his mouth. He chewed it up, spat the stone somewhere off in the direction of the beach.		Madame Lupita selected a tart, crimson cherry, and closed her eyes as she savoured the complex texture and delightful taste. She selected a second one, and teased the Freeborn merchant with it for a moment before allowing him to catch it in his mouth. He chewed it up, spat the stone somewhere off in the direction of the beach.
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	"There's more wine," said Efra. "I brought an extra bottle to be on the safe side."		"There's more wine," said Efra. "I brought an extra bottle to be on the safe side."

	He gestured vaguely in the direction of the hamper, but appeared to be comfortable with his head in the lap of his ~~neighour~~ the ~~paradour~~-mistress.		He gestured vaguely in the direction of the hamper, but appeared to be comfortable with his head in the lap of his neighbour, the parador-mistress.

	"I'm sure it is very content where it is, right now." She said a little archly. "I think one bottle is more than enough for the moment. There's no point ruining an excellent day by getting drunk too early, is there?"		"I'm sure it is very content where it is, right now." She said a little archly. "I think one bottle is more than enough for the moment. There's no point ruining an excellent day by getting drunk too early, is there?"
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	The distinguished businesswoman took off across the grass down the gentle slope towards the sandy beach with the agility and enthusiasm of someone half her age. Efra grumbled, looked at the remains of the picnic. This was ''not'' where he had imagined the evening was going to end up.		The distinguished businesswoman took off across the grass down the gentle slope towards the sandy beach with the agility and enthusiasm of someone half her age. Efra grumbled, looked at the remains of the picnic. This was ''not'' where he had imagined the evening was going to end up.

	He considered clearing away properly, and then shrugged. He simply rolled everything up in the blanket, and shoved it into the basket he had brought with him ~~rom~~ the shop, ensuring that he liberated the other bottle of wine before he did so. Dusting off his coat, he called after his companion:		He considered clearing away properly, and then shrugged. He simply rolled everything up in the blanket, and shoved it into the basket he had brought with him from the shop, ensuring that he liberated the other bottle of wine before he did so. Dusting off his coat, he called after his companion:

	"It could be dangerous you know!"		"It could be dangerous you know!"
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	"Life is short Efra! Best live it while you can!"</ic>		"Life is short Efra! Best live it while you can!"</ic>
	==Overview==		==Overview==
	A wonderful, unsettling phenomenon has crept without warning over the surface of the Bay of ~~Catazaar~~. It appears one evening just as the sun dips below the horizon on the last night of the half-moon before the Equinox. A curling, roiling, pearlescent mist rises from the surface of the sea - a bank of nigh impenetrable Autumnal fog. Unlike a natural fog bank, however, the swirling mist rises no more than perhaps six or seven feet from the surface of the water. The fog is mildly ~~phosphoresent~~, glowing with a faint iridescent radiance that ebbs and flows and is eerily hypnotic. From a distance, it appears almost solid - especially by moonlight - but anyone stepping out onto it drops through into the water below.		A wonderful, unsettling phenomenon has crept without warning over the surface of the Bay of Catazar. It appears one evening just as the sun dips below the horizon on the last night of the half-moon before the Equinox. A curling, roiling, pearlescent mist rises from the surface of the sea - a bank of nigh impenetrable Autumnal fog. Unlike a natural fog bank, however, the swirling mist rises no more than perhaps six or seven feet from the surface of the water. The fog is mildly phosphorescent, glowing with a faint iridescent radiance that ebbs and flows and is eerily hypnotic. From a distance, it appears almost solid - especially by moonlight - but anyone stepping out onto it drops through into the water below.

	The fog appears simultaneously along the coasts of Feroz, Madruga, Sarvos, Necropolis, Redoubt, and Spiral. It seems to stretch out to sea, and looks to cover the entire Bay of ~~Catazaar~~, as if someone has pulled the clouds down from the sky and smeared them across the surface of the Bay. It is greeted with a mix of wonder, excitement, and suspicion. In a few places in Sarvos and the Brass Coast, impromptu parties take place that stretch on into the night - enterprising boat and ship owners taking ~~revelers~~ out to explore the ebb and flow of the cloudstuff under a spectacularly clear night sky.		The fog appears simultaneously along the coasts of Feroz, Madruga, Sarvos, Necropolis, Redoubt, and Spiral. It seems to stretch out to sea, and looks to cover the entire Bay of Catazar, as if someone has pulled the clouds down from the sky and smeared them across the surface of the Bay. It is greeted with a mix of wonder, excitement, and suspicion. In a few places in Sarvos and the Brass Coast, impromptu parties take place that stretch on into the night - enterprising boat and ship owners taking revellers out to explore the ebb and flow of the cloudstuff under a spectacularly clear night sky.

	The next morning, the fog is still there. By daylight, it looks ... sullen. Gloomy. It dampens sound oddly, and it makes the lives of the fisherfolk in particular difficult and unpleasant. There are a few accidents. The sun does nothing to thin it; it is as impenetrable and pale at noon as it was at midnight. More people begin to be concerned. The first trading ships from foreign shores arrive in the ports of the Empire and report that the fog begins a little over a dozen miles to the south of the tip of Feroz, and does indeed appear to spread across the entire northern half of the Bay of ~~Catazaar~~.		The next morning, the fog is still there. By daylight, it looks... sullen. Gloomy. It dampens sound oddly, and it makes the lives of the fisherfolk in particular difficult and unpleasant. There are a few accidents. The sun does nothing to thin it; it is as impenetrable and pale at noon as it was at midnight. More people begin to be concerned. The first trading ships from foreign shores arrive in the ports of the Empire and report that the fog begins a little over a dozen miles to the south of the tip of Feroz, and does indeed appear to spread across the entire northern half of the Bay of Catazar.

	It is primarily a problem for smaller boats; trading ships pass through the fog without too much difficulty - as long as they know the waters. The fog hides any number of obstacles and hazards, including reefs, shallow waters, and jagged rocks. Several foreign ships, new to Imperial waters, suffer upsets as a consequence.		It is primarily a problem for smaller boats; trading ships pass through the fog without too much difficulty - as long as they know the waters. The fog hides any number of obstacles and hazards, including reefs, shallow waters, and jagged rocks. Several foreign ships, new to Imperial waters, suffer upsets as a consequence.
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	This eerie magical fog persists still. It does not spread inland - occasionally it will lap over onto the coast but it quickly withdraws. It flows where the sea flows - and it seems to extend only over salt water. While it chokes the mouths of the four great rivers, it does not extend along them. Strong winds whip the surface of the fog into concupiscent curds, but do not break it apart or even thin it.		This eerie magical fog persists still. It does not spread inland - occasionally it will lap over onto the coast but it quickly withdraws. It flows where the sea flows - and it seems to extend only over salt water. While it chokes the mouths of the four great rivers, it does not extend along them. Strong winds whip the surface of the fog into concupiscent curds, but do not break it apart or even thin it.

	So far, the only information the magicians of the Empire have been able to gather with their [[detect magic]] incantations is that this is a magical effect of the Night realm, of 30th magnitude, that conceals information - including information about it's own nature and properties. Most magicians agree that the effect could be examined with a ~~suitable~~ powerful performance of a ritual such as [[The Eye of the High Places]], ~~targetting~~ one of the ~~effected~~ territories.		So far, the only information the magicians of the Empire have been able to gather with their [[detect magic]] incantations is that this is a magical effect of the Night realm, of 30th magnitude, that conceals information - including information about it's own nature and properties. Most magicians agree that the effect could be examined with a suitably powerful performance of a ritual such as [[The Eye of the High Places]], targeting one of the affected territories.

	==Resolution==		==Resolution==