Eirgsmoth, whose port once thrived with diverse trade enriching noble houses befell a disaster as her waters receded mysteriously and the earth shook. Now surrounded in a quagmire the township rots from marsh beyond the walls as well as the corruption of a desperate once prosperous people. In despair, the denizens look to deities for solace or relief from noble houses, yet find madness in forgotten gods' cults and strife among the entitled, who have taken to fighting over the scraps of a decaying corpse. The corrupt are rewarded and the vicious make headway. Only the underworld flourishes.
Eirgsmoth feeds upon her own children.