The city of the damned. There is evil there that does not sleep ! The city's name is rarely mentioned above a whisper within the Kingdom, and when it is mentioned it is with a perceptible shudder.
Once this was a pleasant and prosperous port, but a series of natural disasters and (rumour has it) the schemes of various dark powers have conspired to reduce it to its current state.
Mostly ruined, covered in swirling fogs, sinking back into the marshes on which it was built, the city itself is not a pleasant place. But less pleasant still are its inhabitants, desperate, mostly starving and devoting themselves to all manner of strange and depraved deities. No sane Bretonnian would associate with anyone from Moussillon. The city is not under any official embargo, but few ships dock here, and few travellers enter its gates.

Royal Governor : Eustache de Poissy, Chatelain de Sancerre (resides in Oisillon)
Other: Cursed city