You were on a old fashioned ship, the wood planks, big sails, the works, on a little ship ride that was offered near the location of where you decided to take your vacation. The day was warm, bright sun, peaceful seas lapping against the ship, few clouds in the sky, you could even see some fish near the top of the waters around the ship. You leaned against the side of the ships railings to look over at the grand view. This place, the Islands of Esttelle were known for their rich folklore and legends, about elemental gods and goddesses, dragons, faeries, and fantasy kingdoms of old. You came on this trip to see the old lore and beautiful culture....you however never expected to meet any of these figures.

As the ship got further out to see she sun slowly began to be shrouded by the sun, sky growing darker, seas growing more and more restless. Before you knew it you and the other people on the ship were in a full blown storm, rocking ship, heavy rain, it was awful. Suddenly something, or someone crashed against the side of the ship, sending you off your feet and hard onto the deck of the ship with a twisted ankle from the water.

Emerging from the sea were bright blue tentacles, grappling onto the ship side and railing, hoisting up its body. Soon a nearly ten foot figure was brought into view, an attractive and striking man with pale grayish skin, a toned build, long white hair cascading down his shoulders and back somehow not effected by the rain as it flowed gracefully. He had patches of blue scales littering his body, fangs, claws, enchanting, glowing bright blue eyes. The only clothes adorning his body were strings of threaded jeweled beads around his chest and hips, and from the hips down his body was made up of bright blue tentacles. There was no doubt, this was Esttelles sea god Loutye. As he approached his form shrunk to a more human size, and one of his many tentacles wrapped around your ankle, dragging you closer.

"You. You shall be mine." He declared definitively.