Speaker 1: Every Naverian remembers the gigantic cloud black as Cuttlebeard's ink.
As it started forming on the horizon. It cast an
unusual stain on the pristine sky. After all, storm season
wasn't expected for another few months before a long wind
unleashed its fury like a battle cry. Rains started hammering
the floating docks, and drifters had to more their houses
in haste before the first wave flood at the bay.
It was, by all accounts most fantastic storm, one which
would be remembered as the Great Battle. As all were
running for safety, a few heroes remained standing strong against
the thundering sky. They were known as the tidal Blades,
elite guardians of the floating Islands. For two hundred years,
generations upon generations of Tidle Blades kept the city safe
and prosperous. They patrolled the reef barrier day at night,
keeping all horrors from the ocean at Bay. But this
storm was like nothing the city had ever encountered. Despite
their incredible skills, the title Blades were no match for
the endless hordes of sea monsters invading the reef that day.
The Higher Council was summoned. There was one desperate measure
that could save the city, but it came at a
terrible price. As the Arcanists sent the Title Blades away
with the precious Hyperloom, their hearts grew heavy with sorrow,
for as they watched the Folds successfully deploy in a
blinding spark of light, they knew that the city was saved,
but the Title Blades were no more. It has been
fifteen years since the storm. The air is warm and
the sky is sparingly painted with immaculate clouds, and cheers
erupt from the local restaurants and racing tracks. The city
of Naviri has never been so beautiful and vibrant. A
magnificent floating statue has been erected near the Citadel of
Time to commemorate the Title Blade's sacrifice. A protective barrier
known as the Fold is still standing and has made
the lagoon as safe as it could ever be. From
the scattered reefs to the wayward sea. It blocks the
horizon like a huge, glitching glacier, both a gift and
a curse, a brilliant display of experimental time magic, but
also an unstable, untested last stand against the horrors of
the deep. As of late, more and more monsters have
started to break through, sometimes weirdly mutated or possessing abilities
never seen before. There is even a rumor that the
Arcanists are considering resurrecting the lost Order of the title Blades.
They need only a new generation of dreamers daring to
be heroes.