[Dandeli]

Through no merit of the Duchesses' toil does Nereides stand as Nereides.

An idea wrought by the High Priestess Maliyah, executed by her hand and cast in the image of her dream. Long has it known the conflagration of conflict: once did the Isle's shore and shoals feel the strength of the Demon King's army, often does it meet the terrors borne of Sirenia's oldest grudge, and always does the Suladari work to see all that would stir nightmare placated or pulverised.

Yet as storms wax and wane, drawing nearer and carrying off far, it is only beneath the jurisdiction of House Meander that disquiet and dread have stirred at the Duchy's very heart. Differences in opinion with the reigning King and his Seneschal. Vast stretches of quiet leaving any good Gulinda Goldfish or Fincent Fishnose to ponder the welfare of its good rulership. The disappearance of the once Duke which saw its Duchess so often bled of her joy. As a guise falters, Nereides' people know one thing to be true: a few old tales of the Realm make its caretaker deeply unhappy - but all the same they persist beneath that shared sky.

The Isle would arm itself with prosperity, as it has time and time again, with all the songs a school of fish could muster,
carols of Ocean's Song and the Shipwrecked carrying beneath a Tidewarden's spotlight as some unlucky few are put to bed early on this considerably unusual night.

As ships appear on the horizon, the Suladari stirs.

OBJECTIVE: DEFEND NEREIDES
DATE: TBD