The Agricultural Research Collective, a group of researches looking into all matter of agricultural scientific developments, ranging from augmenting existing seeds to rejuvenating deserts to fertile grounds.
High atop the Skybreakers the carcass of a great Blackwyrm lies punctured on the peaks, its petrified claws reaching out the sky, and a hateful glare still there in its dead eyes. Not unlike the starfall crater, the peaks and nearby airspace are hostile to all life, with the exception of a few elementals and some brave –or very stupid- adventurers. Its acidic blood has seeped into the spires themselves, rendering them black, bent and crooked. The water that seeps from these mountains is murky and spoiled until it reaches Wellspring, where the magic of the Sovereigns purifies it to a drinkable and harmless quality.
Roughly six miles from shore to deep sea, the naval waters of Mosa-Zlathi have become the dumping grounds of the acidic and poisonous blood the Sovereigns filter out of the land and rivers. Unfortunately they didn’t include their naval waters in the cycle, and so the entire underwater region is as lifeless as a wasteland, safe for encroaching merfolk tribes putting in great effort to terraforming the deadly waters.