The Crabari
“Buy low tide, sell high tide.”
The Crabari are a species of merchant-crustaceans who dwell deep within the Brohken Trench. They’ve got claws for business and brains for exploitation, and they speak their native tongue, Cribble—a language that sounds like someone gargling while yelling shell market chants.
Their universal currency, Crab Cash, is literally shaved, polished fragments of their molted shells, stamped with their crest: a sideways claw gripping a wave.
Renewable? Sure. Valuable? Only in Crabari trade hubs and Kolzegrad-controlled territories. Outside of those waters? Just crusty pocket lint.
Renewable? Sure. Valuable? Only in Crabari trade hubs and Kolzegrad-controlled territories. Outside of those waters? Just crusty pocket lint.
Their Partnership with the Kolzegrad Regime
Kolzegrad’s Empire (Draoken, Dravolkin, Orkren, Zogling, enslaved Kacawki and Gravrin, etc.) runs almost exclusively on Crab Kash now.
Why? Because the Crabari are their number one supplier of weapons and armor—refurbished from Grimspire battlefields.
Why? Because the Crabari are their number one supplier of weapons and armor—refurbished from Grimspire battlefields.
After the endless Eldrin vs. Netherin wars, Crabari scavenge anything they can—blades, shields, siege parts—and haul them down to their undersea factories. There, Crabari workers (chanting “CRIBBLE CRABBLE CRIBBLE CRABBLE! BUY BUY BUY, SHELL SHELL SHELL!”) clean, mend, and repurpose these relics, then ship them back up to Kolzegrad.
The Regime praises their “quality craftsmanship,” never realizing the Crabari are basically just repackaging other people’s misery for profit.
The Fog of the Brohken Trench
The Crabari’s constant refurbishing, chemical cleaning, and “shell shaving” industry turned the Brohken Trench into a murky, toxic fog zone.
This is what caused the Big Splash—the event where the enraged Kraken (confused and blinded by the trench fog) accidentally rammed into Brohseidon civilization, sparking the legendary prophecy the sharkfolk still train for today.
This is what caused the Big Splash—the event where the enraged Kraken (confused and blinded by the trench fog) accidentally rammed into Brohseidon civilization, sparking the legendary prophecy the sharkfolk still train for today.
The Crabari, of course, deny any involvement:
“Problems? No, no. Only tides and trades, friend. Cribble.”
“Problems? No, no. Only tides and trades, friend. Cribble.”