The largest unsettled island in the Beast World is the Throne of the Easterlies. Speculation and superstition surround this mysterious landmass and the steep cliffs making up almost every inch of its shoreline. The Throne was named for being the point of convergence between the trade winds and easterlies. They swirl in a hectic circle across its waters.
Daring explorers have climbed the cliff face to the sharp, rocky terrain above. However, none have found the source of the winds that gust outward from its center. Arcane anomalies rebuff any attempt to approach Astrally with teleportation and the hurricane gales repel those using feet or flight. Not even the mighty wing beats of old dragons have navigated the perpetual storm. (With a haughty huff, most insist they weren’t interested anyway.)