Pguqium

Once a shining jewel of knowledge in the Multiverse, Pguqium is currently a plane of scattered and sparsely populated islands, the remnants of the world after being flooded by Tavathi, the god of the unknown, in an event known as the Drowning of Pguqium.

Poquilos, the Sunken City
Once a great city, Poquilos used bridges and magic to sprawl across several towering islands, the city now rests silently at the ocean’s floor, its non-gilled inhabitants and unprotected treasures destroyed by the years underwater. But even before the Drowning, the Pguqium was dominated by water, so nearly everything of value had some manner of magical waterproofing. Because of this the city and much of its writings have been left pristine on the seafloor, almost as if it had been built there from the start.

The Island
While several islands still break the surface of Pguium, an old myth of a utopic island has become a desperate hope to the few surviving Sailors on the Sea. The Island is said to be a large tropical paradise, big enough to support the ungilled survivors, rather than just one of the countless wet rocks that pass for islands now. How many sailors actually believe they will find the Island, rather than just holding onto to that one last fragment of hope they have, is hard to tell, but those that don’t believe it might be out there somewhere usually find themselves thrown into the Sea one way or another.

The Trench
Shirking many names over the years, the deepest part of the ocean is once more known simply as the Trench. Every Pguqiun that has attempted to chart its lightless depths has ended up dead, either by the Trench or shortly after giving up, cursed by their ambition. With Pguqium now ruled by fish, it is only visited by those that prefer the darkness.

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