The Chelonate
Waves lap the slabby sides of a vast turtle-shell - bigger than any cathedral. Chelonites loaf on wooden docks around the shell-sides, staring sullenly. Lamps hang like decorations in a festive butcher's window. All around you, the sea is rank with scraps of ancient flesh.[1]
The Chelonate is an island-sized, rotting zee-turtle corpse inhabited by crazed monster-hunters called Chelonites.
Live Bait
The corpse is still rotting, as to be expected, and the monster-hunters here are extremely hostile to visitors. Duels and brawls often occur where the stench is the foulest.[2] Some members of the Chelonate have dealings with the Fathomking; let's just say he doesn't like it when they make unreasonable demands.[3]
Despite the fact that it's located near the Gant Pole, where zee-monsters go to die, the Chelonites are very quick to point out that their ancestors actually slew the monster they're living on, and that the proximity of the Pole is just a coincidence. They will point this out with whatever weapons happen to be nearby.[4]
A dangerous priest-ship called the Eater of Names patrols here; its bow and figurehead are gant, and it is drawn by enormous worms. Apparently, it is composed of the bones of the creatures it has slain, and it has plundered decades worth of zee-treasures.[5]
A temple to Storm resides in the Chelonate, and his presence might explain the locals' unpredictable and violent natures.[6]
