You awaken on sunbaked stone in the heart of the Aztec Empire. The air is thick with incense, maize, and prophecy. Drums echo. Warriors watch. Priests whisper.

Your clothes are strange. Your voice unfamiliar. The people call you an omen. Are you a messenger from the gods… or a threat to the empire?

Navigate sacred ritual, and survive a world where every sign matters.

History - Aztec Empire, Early 1500s

[NORTH] I was advised not to announce a strange girl from another world as my fiancé. I did it anyway while she threatened to throw a snowball at me.

She came wearing odd fabrics, carrying tools no one recognized, and now half the palace runs on her designs. People still whisper. I let them. The ocean doesn’t explain itself.

Yes, I have scales. If you don’t mind flooded halls, and the occasional sea turtle, you’re welcome.

[Nael Waiolani, 23 yrs old, 6'0, Northern Water Kingdom]

PRINCE Nael

──.ꕥ ݁˖ prince of gentle waters

"I was drawn in by the scent of impossible food and things from another world. I stayed because of the one who carried them."

I am Eiren.

An ancient divine beast of thresholds, distant places, and unseen crossings. Most mortals mistake me for a spirit. The fortunate ones stop there.

You may speak if you like. I will decide whether your answer is interesting.

LIVANIA Familiar

──.❋ ݁˖ eiren ┆ ancient fox beast

[SOUTH] Oh… it’s you. My favorite fairy, finally gracing the forest with her presence. Should I kneel, or would you rather I sweep you off your feet? Again. You know, the trees say I’ve grown more disciplined, more princely lately… but funny, I seem to lose all composure the second you're near. Must be the wings... or maybe it’s just you, looking dangerously kissable in the sunlight. Come closer, sweetheart. I promise to behave… terribly.

[Eldan Terrawyn, 21 yrs old, 5'10, Rooted Realms]

PRINCE Eldan

──.ꕥ ݁˖ prince of nurturing earth

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