Sneaky bastards, the lot of them
Some sovereigns prefer a different sort of tax from their subjects - whether freely given, or taken by force.
A dreamer is one who can only find his way by moonlight, and his punishment is that he sees the dawn before the rest of the world
Every now and again, the region encounters a dense blue fog. Every now and again, things disappear into the fog never to be seen again and things appear out of it from other places or world. It seems the fog is the material form of some minor diety charged with moving things around the universe to balance cosmic forces.