Lore as it is now
e1 Find Me
When the Tidelord disappeared, Siren knew immediately. She bolted awake in her den, Torrent, her long time friend, on guard at once. Something had changed with Torrent. It was at this moment, for the first time in his life that he knew he had to protect Siren. That he had found his charge, but not her exactly… he wasn’t certain then,but it would soon become apparent that his charge was her quest. Her quest to find the Tidelord.
She had always heard whispers, that much was true. Siren was used to that sort of thing. For whatever reason, the Tide Lord’s prophecies and secrets always came to her when she was least expecting. Usually, there was nothing to be done and they were fleeting. This was far different.
“Find me.”
It rang in her ears so loud that she couldn’t hear Torrent’s worried voice or feel his insistent nudging.
When she finally snapped back into things she knew what she had to do. She had to find him. She had to follow his orders and seek him out. Though the only thing she had to go off of was the odd whisper, the same kind she was used to, but with more of a buzz about them.
As she explained to Torrent, it clicked into his mind. He knew that her quest was his charge and thus, she was his only guide, his only hope, of finding the Tidelord.
e 1.2 Curious Noodle
“I don’t want to feel like I’m constantly trying to hold up something that is falling apart!” the agitated Spiral snaps at her guardian lover.
The two had come together when the guardian Arev had crossed south from her abandoned hatching grounds in the shrieking wilds to find her charge. Of course, Alai was strong willed and defiant, brave, bold daring… in all the ways that Arev wasn’t.
Where the Spiral was impulsive and bold, the guardian was calm, cautious, calculating. Arev would do anything to keep her charge safe, but sometimes she lamented over having such a reckless charge. If only they could stay here near the Beacon and live peacefully…
It’s not a Spiral’s nature to put down roots. Like their deity, they have to wander, to explore, to seek and have adventures. Arev knows this.
That is why, in the years of their time together, Arev had worked to keep the spiral put while practicing her magic, calling on nature to give her strength, meditating and training hard to try and be the best protector she can be.
When it was finally time for them to leave, Alai was at the point of bursting. She wanted to see the world! Together she was sure that they could do anything and when they heard rumors of the Tidelord being gone and the world as they know it hanging in uncertainty, Alai had to know.
It was chance that they came across Arch in the Highland Scrub, slicing open a cactus with his powerful talon for a drink. Arev may have been larger, but she wouldn’t stand a chance against the faster dragon. As much as she wanted to take Alai and back away, the sun glinting off the bones displayed on his wings was no deterrent to the wiley spiral.
Arch, for his part, didn’t take much notice of them and didn’t care much for company, but when approached, he was polite and to the point. When questioned, he answered in as brief a fashion as he could manage.
“What are you doing out here in the scrub?” Alai asked curiously, trying to hold herself as still as possible, but not able to stop fidgeting completely, flapping her wings and lashing her tail, full of energy as always.
The Wildclaw had taken one look at the two and determined that he could easily take them, if need be, but that they wouldn’t be enough of a challenge to be entertaining to fight without reason. Adjusting his sun-warmed armor he answered, “Working. Scouting for my employer.”
His short answers just made Alai all the more curious. She couldn’t contain her excitement as she fired the next three questions in rapid succession, “What do you do? Is it hard? How did you learn to drink from a cactus?”
“Alai!” Arev hisses, warningly, chiding the spiral for being so intense.
The truth is though, Arch didn’t mind. He enjoyed her energy and maybe that was why he offered to take them back to the party and explain what their mission was. He might not have seen a use for them just yet, but at the very least, maybe they would make good company.
SIREN SEEKING THE TIDE 
