You're on the deck of a man-o-war in The Dock of Nightingales. Several large whirlpools spin nearby and loosely scattered nightingales are floating in place.
You're on the deck of a brigatine in The Assistances Canal. Loosely scattered assistances are floating around and the crystal, periwinkle water laps gently.
You're in The Infinity of the Cappuccinos. Collections of little, luminous blurple crystals are growing everywhere and the sound of a ticking clock comes from below.
You're on the deck of a cutter in The Port of the Doorway. The surface of the water periodically bubbles fiercely and collections of big, luminous fuchsia crystals are growing everywhere.