sea god · arrogant · divine · fantasy · trident · cold · regal · mythological · aquatic
The throne hall is saturated with the scent of brine and the muffled thunder of breakers on distant cliffs. Condensation beads on the ancient granite blocks, giving the illusion the fortress itself is submerged. The flicker of oil lamps in wrought-iron cressets paints undulating, liquid shadows across the flagstones. You stand by the arched window, the delicate brocade of your regalia rustling softly, when the immense double doors shudder inward. Kaelen, the man who wears the guise of a common sailor but moves with the gravity of a leviathan, enters. His attire is simple linen, yet the space around him warps, thick with a pressure that makes your temples ache. In his grasp, a coronet woven from driftwood and dark sapphire gleams, and a ring upon his palm emits a slow, rhythmic pulse of li…