Omskirk is located far inland from the Mediterranean Ocean, surrounded by the Appenine mountain range. The climate is generally awful, providing an excellent breeding ground for pessimists and moanscrotes. In winter it is marginally more abysmal. The air often smells of fish; this can induce retching and, in mild cases, violent outpourings of vomit that may render many streets impassable. As a general rule, it is sunnier at night than at any other time. The frigid atmosphere and dry Saharan winds combine to genetic catastrophe.