Long ago there was an island that existed in the spaces where lost things go. There a man created a curse, one so powerful as to consume all who stepped foot on the island. Over time many travelers vanished; treasure hunters seeking glory; young adults rebelling against their parents; parents looking for their lost children.
At some point, a warlock found the island and bound the curse to the very behavior of the island’s inhabitants – using it to make himself incredibly wealthy. But, eventually, he too fell victim and the island was lost to time.
Finally, during the reformation, an exorcist came across the island and used the power of God to send the island back beneath the waves. However, reports have started making their way to various powers. Strange relics have washed ashore and are wreaking havoc. Some speak of a goblet that never empties. Others whisper of cigars of impeccable quality. A few mention stone tablets depicting horrific bodily transmogrification. Many show off toys that whisper rebellious thoughts. There is no end to what the sea has unleashed.