The Ice Sea begins off the land in the middle of the continent at the North. It expands outward (east and west) the farther north it goes and makes boat travel across the northern waters impossible. A group of adventurers once tried to cross by foot to see where it led, however, returned only a few days later.
The following is an excerpt of an historian’s account of that journey.
“The adventures set fourth with suffient gear for the type of trip they were undertaking. They had thick furs, long warm cloaks, hoods to cover their eyes but still allow visability. Flint, tinder, cured meats, and an array of magical devices they also possessed. They were prepared for a months journey. The first day went well. They were able to stay oriented and warm and traveled until it grew dark. They broke camp the next day and carried on. Halfway through the day they began to notice the whiteness was creeping in. Closer and closer it drew on them until they couldn’t see each other. They formed a chain and pressed on. They started hearing noises above the wind, coming from all sides. Unable to see they nearly panicked, thinking they were under attack. They waited. Nothing. The noises continued, they couldn’t tell if it was night or day. They were able to stay warm only due to the magic they brought with them. They could no longer see the rims of their hoods. The noises grew louder and it felt that somehow the white was closing in tighter. The leader, barely holding onto his sense of direction, decided to turn the party around. As they retreated, their visibility returned. It was day but they made camp anyway. The noise was still present but more distant. They fled the next day and all made it back alive but dazed. A few other people have ventured onto the Ice Sea by foot, but none have made it as far as this group did.”