The fish are in unrest.
When I consulted the spirits of the once Nereids, none of them heeded my call.
Not only is it unusual, but it is also terrifying.
The Nereids are the fairies of the ocean.
Primordial beings that are born from the union of elder gods, the nereids are the links of magic and spiritualism to every self-aware aquatic creature. They also facilitate the gods' protection in these dreaded waters.
It's a shame that I won't be able to join the others during the meeting but this takes precedence.
Because I am the avatar of storms and the guardian of Pariacaca's temple, I have a special connection to the environment and to the spirits that cause natural disasters.
But it's silent, like a calm before the storm.
It unnerves me so.
Now I prowl the depths looking for the so
