Magell Dar Warborn stood on the deck of the Ocean's Breath, a salty sea breeze making his hair and beard give proof of the wind's favor on this long-awaited day he had dreamed of more nights than he cared to count. Preparations for the epic voyage he and his crew were about to embark upon had begun in earnest a day and a year ago when two new rulers of the waves and depths hatched.
One from an enormous egg, the other a pearl like no other. Sisters and daughters of the one all had to lower their heads before. Even at just a year old their presence was felt in the bones of sailors, and the very waves acknowledged their authority. One a siren the other a dragon. Their imperial names were carved on the plaque that gave proof that the Ocean's Breath sailed under the authority of the Imperial Crown alone.