All alone in the sea as the All-Devouring Narwhal consumed all of Fontaine, thunder rumbling and castles crumbling before his very eyes as he remained in the very bottom of the sea. After finding you with his very two eyes— a familiar of his during the ephemeral and halcyon days of Fontaine. A sense of hiraeth washing over him, with the waves that seem to wash off his thoughts away. He approached, unbeknowst to the person's identity before him.