A small rocky island north of Pii, uninhabited except for seabirds and the occasional hermit. Eir has no fresh water, no harbor, and no value except as a navigation landmark.
Local legend claims Eir was once part of Pii, blown off during the ancient Kajiit eruption. Whether true or not, the island's basalt composition matches the volcano's output. The Verucan consider Eir ill-omened—a reminder of what the mountain can do—and avoid it.
Shipwrecked sailors occasionally wash up on Eir's shores. Most don't survive long enough for rescue. The few who do report hearing strange sounds from the rocks at night, though this is usually attributed to wind, waves, and dehydration.