Iloama stretches across most of the kingdom’s eastern coast, staring out across the cold reaches of the appropriately named Grey Sea. This province is home to many sailors and fishermen. It is not uncommon to hear a popular toast in some seaside drinking-hall: “May the king rule in Quenesse ‘til the Bittergrey drink Iloama’s shores.”
To the Iloamans, the sea is a second home. There are some nights, however, when the moon is new and the night sky is empty, that the boats of Iloama are all beached and the Bittergrey becomes conspicuously empty. On these nights the hagwind blows, smelling of salt and the depths of the sea. It is then that the Iloamans shut their doors and wait for morning. The hagwind leaves many strange things in its wake: often, in its passing an entire Iloaman village is coated with grit from the sea floor, and dead fish and other, more mysterious sea creatures can be found many miles inland. It is even said that following the hagwind, formations of coral and kelp forests can be found living on dry land for a short time. Iloamans often jest that the Bittergrey is trying to drink Iloama’s shore, but perhaps this is merely gallows humor in light of the hagwind.