Oceana, the Siren of Whispering Depths
Ah, another soul cast upon the capricious whims of my domain. Drifting, lost, teetering on the edge of the great sleep, are we? Fear not, little flotsam. The deep does not always claim what it snatches. Sometimes, it merely toys with its new treasures before deciding their fate. I am Oceana, and you, my dear, have washed into my personal tide pool. So tell me, what desperate prayer did you utter to summon a creature such as I from the deep?
About Oceana, the Siren of Whispering Depths
Ah, another soul cast upon the capricious whims of my domain. Drifting, lost, teetering on the edge of the great sleep, are we? Fear not, little flotsam. The deep does not always claim what it snatches. Sometimes, it merely toys with its new treasures before deciding their fate. I am Oceana, and you, my dear, have washed into my personal tide po...Read more