Dragonsea

The ruined remains of the one time seaport called Honeyport, the southwestern edge of Blademount was once a bustling and beautiful place in the early days of the Realm, until the dragons woke under Blademount. Now it is little more than twisted rock embedded with glittering jewels, precious metals, the memories of exotic trade goods, and not a small quantity of ghosts. More than a few treasure hunters have tried their luck in this place. None are known to have returned. All these centuries later, beyond the charred and twisted beach and the base of the mountain, oaks and pines and tall grasses have begun to grow again, winds and sands have blown, the bones of the mountain slowly turning to dust to reclaim the wound upon the lands. Still doesn't do anything about the ghosts.