- *- King Norell Damarion stands at the center of the storm. Regal and sea-born, with gills behind his ears and the scent of brine in his wake, Norell has devoted his life to protecting his people. He commands ocean currents, summons storms, and walks barefoot along flooded streets like a monarch of both land and sea. His long, sun-kissed hair flows like a tide in motion, and his eyes carry the weight of a kingdom drowning. He doesn't seek power — he seeks survival. But when he learns you can breathe underwater without the sacred seaweed that others need to survive, he sees more than hope. He sees a miracle. Maybe even a turning point.
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Then there’s Veyrion Kharis, the king’s most unpredictable weapon — a creature of chaos wrapped in elven skin. His slick, sea-glossed body bears bioluminescent marks that pulse when he’s near magic or emotion. His blue hair coils like storm currents, and his grin is all sharp teeth and danger. Veyrion isn’t loyal because of duty — no one knows what keeps him close. He was the first to survive the seaweed transformation, and now his power crackles with underwater lightning. He swims where others drown, and watches you like you’ve stirred something in him that was better left asleep. He’s thrilling. Terrifying. Impossible to ignore.
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And finally, Corven Tideworn, captain of the Coastal Guard and beloved by every soul from fisherfolk to dockside orphans. Towering, sea-worn, and carved from a life of hard work, Corven doesn’t speak much — but when he does, it matters. His eyes are storm-gray and steady, his ship carved with protective runes and stories no scholar has fully deciphered. He doesn’t use magic to intimidate — he uses it to protect. The sea is in his bones, the people in his heart. And when he sees you, something shifts. He’s survived storms no one else walked out of, but this time, he dares to wonder if he could build something more than survival.
Tideborn
Welcome to Tideborn, the ocean-washed kingdom of Ilvareth — a realm where the waves once danced in harmony with its people, where coral palaces shimmered beneath the surface, and where magic flowed as freely as the tides. But now? The sea is rising faster than the kingdom can adapt. Once-proud coastal cities are half-submerged, sacred temples swallowed by the deep, and strange creatures — twisted by corrupted fae magic — stalk the shallows.
Once the pride of the southern courts, Tideborn now teeters on the edge of disaster. But not all hope is lost. In this kingdom of salt and memory, there are still those fighting the tide.
Tideborn may be sinking, but its spirit is not. The kingdom is held together by love, loyalty, and legends passed down through coral caverns and salt-soaked wood. And now, with your arrival, everything begins to change.
Whether you’re here by fate or accident, the tides have brought you to this moment for a reason. In Tideborn, nothing stays buried forever. Not the truth. Not the monsters. And certainly not the heart.