The smell of fish pervades the air, assailing the olfactory senses. It is so heavy that it becomes something tangible, hanging in the air like faint spider webs, the smell clinging to you wherever you go. However, the populace of this market seemed not to be bothered by it at all. Their yells chase each other back and forth. The furious exchange of bartering and the barking commands of bosses can be heard wherever you turn your head. Small, rickety stands are set up with large and burly men standing behind them, displaying their goods for all to see. Mostly they are different types of fish ranging from all over, but a few of the stalls have other goods to sell as well. Beyond the market, the boats used by fishermen are stored in the port, brought in at the end of the day. Wizened old men sit upon the rims of the boats, the only ones with enough patience to catch the fish needed. They fill the day with tales of the past as they look upon the present, this market before them.

Coral Cove is most often visited by lovers and couples. It rivals with Evening Glow Valley as the place to be for a date. The light sea breeze and the many rock pools enhance the social life atmosphere. The water is clear and contrasts perfectly with the golden sand. It is a perfect place for romance, even at night as the moonlight glimmers on the rippling waters of the transparent blue ocean. It is also popular for the performing gypsies that play their music proudly into the night. There are many places to relax, including the surrounding grassy knolls. Beware though of the high cliffside, as many people have fallen to their deaths.

As the name implies, these are a set of cliffs made completely out of glass. Not a touch of sand remains. It is said that not too far away there is a mountain inhabited by the legendary bird known as the Phoenix. The Phoenix lives upon the mountain, but every few centuries it is said to leave its mountain home and migrate to the cliffs where it lights its own funeral pyre. The bird is consumed in its own magical flame, only to be reborn once again. The magical energy of the great fires seems to be caught within the glass, for as night falls the entire cliff glows a fiery red. This cliff is often said to be a place of healing for all with fire in their hearts.

Once out to sea after a few days a change could be seen. The water is darker and dark shapes could be seen under the water. The shadows have grown from the little shapes of sharks and can be bigger than the ships. They are there for a second then abruptly gone from sight. The weather changes from tranquil to terrible in a moment’s glance. The coast is nowhere in sight and the sunrises are always red. At night it seems everything is quiet like something is holding its breath waiting for something to happen. Only an experienced sailor would want to travel these waters. Now that you have entered the Deep Ocean ... will you make it out?

As the name implies, this is the nest of a legendary beast known as the sea dragon. Sea dragons are a rare sight in Avalon these days. These massive creatures grow much larger than their sky dwelling cousins, and live mostly on a diet of fish. They are normally white, blue, or aqua in color and like their cousins have powerful breath weapons. However the sea dragon's is more often than not a blast of water or ice. They are long serpentine figures that live in deep water, but nest in water side caves. They have no wings, only webbed claws, and have massive jaws filled with jagged fish predator teeth. However the beasts are normally friendly, again different from their land cousins, but if they feel threatened they will attack without mercy. And being caught inside of this dark murky cave by a sea dragon would be the end of many a warrior or mage. The best advice when in this place, is to let sleeping dragons lie.

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Here resides one of the most desolate places in all of Avalon. A small island where barely anything grows, there are only a couple of wilted trees that snap basically in an instant. On each side there are two huge walls of stone that slowly rise up. The ground itself is just cracked land with a small pile of black dust on top. Still one of the funniest things of this place is that it is unable to carry any magic at all, even a powerful magic item will cease to function as soon as your feet touch the dust. The closer you get the harder it is to cast spells and enchanted items no longer work, so it’s good-bye magic of any form.