Greetings, Carants!
After treading the sacred forests and echoing caverns of Teer Fradee, we now follow the pull of the tides—toward sails on the horizon and eyes marked in blue. In the world of GreedFall, few factions inspire as much fascination and caution as the Nauts.
They arrive in silence and depart with the winds. No banners, no declarations—only their unmistakable ships, their tattoos like currents winding across the skin, and a gaze that always seems to see a little further.
Of Salt, Steel, and Secrets
The Nauts are not born; they are made as sea-born or sea-given.
Once given to their ranks, individuals are stripped of their pasts. In their place: a life of discipline, of precision, of purpose. A new identity, and a code that binds tighter than chains.
They have a codified language and are immediately recognizable by their facial tattoos that represent their advancement in the guild and tell their story.
“We are sea-faring,” as Captain Vasco once said. “We’re not born into it, we’re given. We abandon our former lives to dedicate ourselves entirely to navigation.”
And navigate, they do—better than any. As a guild of seafarers that dominate the waters, they guard their sailing secrets with vigilance to preserve their trade.
Masters of the Horizon
In a world where oceans swallow ships whole, the Nauts chart courses with uncanny ease. Their vessels have been the first to reach Teer Fradie where others have foundered. How they do so is a matter of speculation—some speak of ancient maps, others of techniques passed down in whispers, and some, in misguided conviction, even of heretical magic. But one thing is clear: their knowledge and talent for crossing the high seas give them a unique position in terms of influence and politics with other factions.
No rulers from the outside controls the Nauts. They can ally with all… but owe their loyalty only to their own.
The Blue Veil
Tattoos mark the body of every Naut—a language of lines, curls, and colors. They are badges of rank, of service, of transformation. Outsiders see art; Nauts see identity. These patterns are more than symbols—they are a silent reminder of the oath each Naut swears to the sea, and also a testament to their accomplishments, ranks in the guild and personal story. Among the Council of Admirals that runs the Nauts guild, these marks inspire reverence and respect for the highest ranking officers of the fleet.
Silent Harbors, Strong Currents
In every major city, Nauts maintain their own quarters—small enclaves where their laws take precedence. They offer passage, trade routes, diplomacy. Yet even as they cooperate, they remain apart. Wrapped in mystery and secrets.
Some call them traders. Others call them spies. Most simply avoid crossing them.
Uxantis, Haven of the Nauts
Yet, the Nauts also have a place they can call home.
Uxantis, an island surrounded by dangerous currents and isolated from the mainland, is accessible only to Nauts, and guests can only go there if a Naut vouches for them.
It houses a library renowned for its logbooks, maps and travelogues, but above all the Great Shipyard—a sacred place where all the secrets of Nauts shipbuilding lie, and where outsiders are strictly forbidden to enter.
Historically, it is where the sailors organize themselves into the guild we now know. Governed by former sailors who have retired and by the Master of the Shipyard—they dispense justice, and ensure the supply of building materials and food.
Next Port: The Bridge Alliance
As the world of GreedFall II unfolds, the Nauts remain the ever-moving current between cultures. But while they watch from the waves, others take a different approach—one driven by reason, knowledge, and sometimes ruthless experimentation.
Next, we cast our gaze toward the Bridge Alliance, where alchemists and scholars shape the world not with swords or sermons, but with science.
Stay tuned, Carants!
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