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So in this setting, Salt has an otherworldly power over life, and debatably IS life. Not coincidentally, the sea has a lethal abundance of it, and there's something twisted about it.
ALSO not coincidentally, the Island appears to have a profound bond to the sea, and the terrors from the deep make themselves readily apparent there.
However, this capital S salt, this mystical substance, seems to be nearly mythological - the subject of rumor and folklore and hushed whispers. As far as the mortals know, their salt goes directly to the gods. The manipulation of salt is therefore seen as something profane and evil, and its manipulation, Alkymancy is held in the same sort of fear and contempt as raising the dead in some other setting.
On the island, the salt takes a physical form and can be manipulated directly. Your labors and hard work and guts directly create this salt. If someone were to want to actually engage in Alkymancy in order to pervert the laws of nature, here's definitely where they'd do it.
In a nutshell, to be Saltborn is to be a mortal being that has to work hard and spend itself in order to create power and worth.
By the Nameless Gods fear it.