The Sailor does his best to keep his identity somewhat hidden - and that means no one knows his name or age (or most of his hobbies). He's simply a gateway into other worlds across a glassy sea. Not a single soul on earth or off can name him; at least to his knowledge. He's traveled these barren waters for so long that he's forgotten his age, and at times, his name too. His boat - a giant shell that he has delicately crafted into a fine vessel - is something that took him years to build into perfection. All the little knick-knacks, ornaments, and shells have been placed precariously upon the ship to make it more fitting to him.

The Shell Ship

The ship to which the Sailor sails is a giant shell found in an alternate world - or so it seemed - to earth; one where smaller, more obscure things seemed to have grown tremendously in size. Over time, he carved little holes in it to allow room for him to rest inside and look out at the sea on those particularly long vouyages. A string of lights and a latern were placed upon the ship's mast to light the darkest of nights; a special orb - placed in the quarter deck with a strange mechanism to keep it in place - powered these lights and never seemed to faulter.

The Sailor would perch at the very highest point of the mast and feel the wind. He was a bird, so he knew the wind better than any other, after all. After determining the direction which would best suit their route and the ship, the Sailor would carefully maneuver a set of strings that would force the sails into a certain direction. The ship had not only the main sail, but a jib and driver sail as well. At night, he would trust the hardy ship and the fate of the night to keep him on route; though on the glassy barren sea, there wasn't too much to worry about. He would dive into the comforts of his nest-like bed which sat just above his secret stash of magical shells and various ornaments.

The Crystalline City

There's said to be a crescent shaped city that resides in the center of the glassy sea. The cresent sits half-way into the water and has towers reaching down toward the surface from the very top underside of the crescent. It is also believed that a huge marketplace of sourts has taken form at the base of the crescent.