He loves nothing more than long walks in the beach.

On the darkest nights, old sailors swear they see the soft shimmer of sea-glass bones…

Before Odd was a sprawling patchwork of islands, it was only a few small pin points set upon the unending cloth of the ocean.

It is best to forget the horrors that lie beyond the world’s edge.

Not much is known about this strange intruder, please write urgently if you learn anything about them!

More stories of the Oddities will be added to this page as they wash ashore.