Eludoré

The island of Eludoré is a well-hidden, well-kept secret. Or, it was, once, long ago. It's become a popular destination for those rich or influential enough to get in. Or just plain lucky. Eludoré is an island of great beauty. Set in the midst of the sea of shifting, it's protected by the sea's myriad mysteries, and other self-made magics the island has to offer. It's built on the sides of an ancient, inactive volcano, which has cooled and formed into a temple to the Goddess Eludora. This is where her flock now lives and works. The disciples of Eludora are some of the most beautiful women Kirandur has ever known. They are brought here from a young age, taught the tenets of Eludoran faith, and given gardens to cultivate and manage until their 18th birthday, at which point they are taught in the ways of sexual congress. That was it's original purpose, and it still upholds that. But the island has become a sort of party location, where rich nobles or influential guests come to make merry, drink heavily, and help the women carry out their worship as it were. Eludoré remains a paradise, with the avatar of Eludora herself visiting every year to pass judgment upon the island. It hasn't been bad, ever, and the disciples hope it stays that way. They may have appeared to let the faith slip into looseness, but they're cultivating the atmosphere like they cultivate their gardens. They are masters of subterfuge, gathering information, and selling it. Some of the most dedicated Eludorans are sent to the great temple, over the mouth of the volcano, which was sealed and magically warded millenia ago. Here, they train in the way of assassins, with blade and bow, and are sent out to gather information the only way an Eludoran could.