Seething Passage
The Master of Angry Waters rarely surfaces, preferring to dwell in the watery depths of his home layer, the Seething Passage, alongside the Slithy Brood, a school of seventy-two hezrou who serve him faultlessly. Immediately upon their arrival at his home layer, souls sworn to Vepar or those harvested in his name from the Howling Threshold find themselves packed into leaking vessels with torn rigging, adrift in a nightmare seascape of typhoon winds and hurricane waves. Worse, they usually manifest chained in sweaty, cramped holds, their only companions the screams of other damned souls and the slowly rising pool of water coming in through small holes in the deck. Most drown within an hour of arrival, fueling Vepar’s unthinkable demonic power. The strongest manage to fight their way on deck, wrestling the vessel to a semblance of safety by navigating into the relatively calm eye of the storm. Within the eye, which has a radius of more than ninety miles, those who survive the storm get the pleasure of fighting off ships crewed by other survivors, all in constant battle for the only food available on the entire Abyssal layer—soulflesh. Below, Vepar and his companions squeal with piscine laughter.
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