The Draig was a mystery to Hadama, a place of legend and myth far from the coast, so he looked with great curiosity at the image Safrin spun for him. He considered the dangers of the dragons said to lurk there, and nodded slowly at the goddess's warning of battles against more than mere mortals.
An unlikely place for any of the merfolk, and it was with a small sense of relief that he turned his head to what he could contribute to: the defense of his home.
All of it. Not just the parts that were underwater.
A weapon of water and starlight would be perfect, he agreed after a moment to think through the possibilities. Something unique to the merfolk who worshiped Safrin, and their ocean home. Something that could reach airbreathers causing havoc on land as well. How do we make this weapon?
An unlikely place for any of the merfolk, and it was with a small sense of relief that he turned his head to what he could contribute to: the defense of his home.
All of it. Not just the parts that were underwater.
A weapon of water and starlight would be perfect, he agreed after a moment to think through the possibilities. Something unique to the merfolk who worshiped Safrin, and their ocean home. Something that could reach airbreathers causing havoc on land as well. How do we make this weapon?
