Just off the craggy cliffs of Corundum, under the rippling blue ocean waves, seven stones stand. They rise majestically from the ocean floor, references to some long ago civilization. Meaningless, now, to all but the most learned.
In the dawning of time, a mighty civilization, mystical and alien, flourished in the oceanÃ¢??s unseen depths. Their day has passed, but their hidden metropoli linger on.
The smoky haze that shrouds this volcanic island hides a deadly legend…
A culture must hide its hands in the arm of their clothing as a sign of respect and peace. When approaching somebody you show them respect by crossing your arms and hiding the hands in the shirt sleeves. Nobody worries about hidden knives and such, it is the threat of magic that this custom was created to prevent.