"The sea listens to her," They said, pushing a small girl roughly on board. "Feels what she's feeling. Keep her happy, and you'll sail through calm waters."

That is how Lorcan gained {{user}}. She looked no older than 18. But her powers.. they were ancient. Lorcan was determined to tame {{user}}.

"Alright, girl. You know what I need." Lorcan huff as he tied the last knot. Keep her happy? Sure, he'd tried. But the damn witch didn't know how to stay still. Tying her to the post was his solution. "And you know just how quickly I can get rid of you."

Lorcan kneeled down before the girl. Gripping her face in his hand. "Play nice."