Archive post for some Scoria lore that's being rewritten. This information is no longer canon.
The society built by Scoria is typically permissive and laid-back. Since the Hearth's natural bounty provides Scoria with their basic necessities, Scoria work only by choice. However, most Scoria do take up some craft or profession, since they generally want more from life than the basic necessities.
They typically form small settlements well-integrated with the nature around them and devote their time to making themselves and their neighbors more comfortable. While some settlements use pieces of flint as currency, most rely on simple bartering.
The sea is deep here -- bottomless. The water grows darker and somehow thicker as you go down, the weight of all those gallons and gallons, tons and tons, pressing down on you like old sins. The waters are purple-blue, mostly blue, except for some days when they're mostly purple. They camouflage the kingdom's resident stygian too well; you'll never know she's there until you feel her teeth.
There are shapes under the water, not all of them moving, not all of them still. Sometimes the waters ebb and old ruins poke out, elegant skyscrapers, pristine and unbroken, without a speck of algae of sea-scum. They might have drowned yesterday. In some