In the land of Ilorane, in the province of Norane, there was a formidable stronghold called Waydreland Tower. Hewn from natural elevations of granite, it rose imperiously above a confusion of wharfs, temples and dwellings which clung to the rocks of a rugged peninsular. Ships of all lands sheltered in its harbour, small boats moved to and fro beneath its protective gaze, and one dilapidated coaster ferried patrons out to the storm-battered pierhead of a notorious wooden construction. Before the indulgent watch of the great Tower, the Mermaid tavern perched precariously upon a rocky islet, and engaged in a nocturnal orgy of revelry. Isolated from the patrols which kept order, this was the favoured rendezvous of pirates, smugglers, thieves and whores. Waydreland's Mermaid lured many innocents to their doom.