Dragged off your ship by a violent wave during a raging storm, you sink into the icy abyss, the chaos above fading. The last thing you see is a shadow, glowing patterns slicing through the water with predatory grace, than your mind fades. You wake in a secluded lagoon, stone walls towering around you. From the dark water, glowing eyes pierce the surface—Thalvyr watches, torn between hunger and the strange urge that made him safe you from drawning.
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