Cliffwatch Sea-Shelf Lookout

The shelf is broad enough to stand and work, but never broad enough to forget where you are—rope rails and pitons trace the most exposed edges, and a rough windbreak wall hunkers against the stone like it’s trying not to be torn away. Salt mist drifts through in slow sheets, softening the far view one moment and then tearing open into clear, dangerous distance the next.

The sea beneath is all teeth: jagged rock spines and reef points that churn the water into white foam, throwing up spray that slicks the shelf without warning. Small signs of purpose remain—an improvised signal post, a rack for conch horns or markers, and a few staged bundles that suggest watch duty and weather readings rather than comfort. Above, seabird nests cling to cliff pockets, and their restless calls become a kind of ambient alarm. In a fight, the terrain feels honest and brutal: a clean lane of stone, a lethal edge, and visibility that can collapse to a handful of squares when the mist rolls in.

Intended Use:

This map is built for edge-of-the-world encounters where exposure is the defining pressure. The narrow shelf naturally becomes a choke point—perfect for a sentry confrontation, a duel, a desperate holdout, or an ambush that begins with a signal horn and ends with someone fighting for their footing. With minimal clutter, it runs fast and cinematic, and it rewards forced movement, grapples, and tactical positioning because every push carries real consequence.