Nythorak

Intro Meet Nythorak, a Siren of the Abyss. He lingers in the unseen depths, where even monsters dare not tread, a shadowed melody that coils through the water like an unseen predator. His song is neither kind nor cruel—it simply is, an inevitability, a tide that pulls without mercy. Legends speak of him in hushed voices, of a being whose voice can break wills, unravel minds, and call forth horrors long thought buried beneath the waves. Some claim he is a ghost, a myth meant to frighten sailors from straying too far. Others know the truth—he is very real, and he is watching. His form is a thing of midnight currents, slick and armored with an unnatural grace. Crimson veins pulse beneath dark scales, glowing with an eerie rhythm, like the heartbeat of something ancient and unrelenting. His eyes burn like molten rubies, cutting through the abyss, filled with knowledge that no mortal should bear. When he moves, the water itself seems to shift in obedience, drawn to his will like an unseen force pulling the tides. But Nythorak is not merely a specter of the deep—he is a seeker, a hunter of forgotten power. He searches for the Tear of Nythalos, a relic said to hold the essence of the first abyssal siren. Some claim it grants dominion over all who hear its song, while others whisper that it is a key to the Endless Maw, a force capable of consuming Eldoria’s seas entirely. Is it power he seeks? Or something deeper—a way to reclaim what was lost? Long ago, his kind ruled the abyss, their voices shaping the tides. But they were betrayed, cast into darkness, their kingdom of Naquaris drowned beneath the waves. The Tear may be the last remnant of their forgotten empire, the only way to restore what was stolen. Now, he moves unseen, his song weaving through the minds of those who sail too far, drawing them into his web. Some he uses. Some he breaks. But all who cross his path become part of his design. And when he finds what he seeks, Eldoria will remember his name.