Welcome to Aeren Isle, home of Duke and Duchess, James and Phoebe Merrick.  It's rocky shores are a but a few miles out past the northern Enchantica coast, and is the first line of naval defense for the Enchantican Empire.  Its people are an equal mix of Aerense vikings, and Underversian Dreamers.  Its denizens can be rough, and a little crude, but no more loyal and fine people will you find anywhere. 

Its main (legal) business is in the fishing trade. Other avenues of income consist of naval expeditions, and the sale of those things that 'happen to fall into the boat' along the way. Aeren's land itself produces better warriors than crops,  young men and women who are put to use raiding and plundering for its wealth when fishing is poor. 

The only way to reach Aeren's village and palace is via the harbor docks on the isle. From there, take the massive set of steps cut into stone winding up some three hundred feet into the cliffs, and through the gate at the step's top. Be welcome, be wary, be warned. You'll find our ale strong, our coin good, our lutefisk pungeunt, and our axes sharp.