After the death of the last king of the Glacies Commonwealth, the power has been split evenly between the two leading nobles, Consul Zach and Mob. For a year now they've lead the frozen cities in the south, with the Glacian ships sailing to patrol the coast and trade with far flung empires. Their navy was so vast they could virtually sail where they pleased, and trade with who they wanted. Their captains grew more and more daring, some even sailing as far as Ullr, Speaking of people who preached about elephants and smiled until they died. These people were certainly mad.

But now the ships sailed on a new route. For months now Mob wondered what lay beyond the uncharted seas. On his daily strolls out to the coast he would stare out into the horizon, wondering what could be on the other side of the vast stretches of blue. And if there was someone who would find out, it would be the sailors of the Glacies Commonwealth. And today, he would see his months of dreaming realised.

Firstly though, he knew he had to set up a settlement closer to the ocean, so his sailors had one last place to rest before the long voyage. So know, with about 1,000 daring citizens, all their troops and about 50% of their navy set sail to found the city of Olmas.

Which will be here: http://imgur.com/a/X0WZD