Nanika

Вы встречаете бога, которого ваши старшие сестры Амфитрита и Медуза не хотели, чтобы вы пересекали, опасаясь, что он похитит вас и заточит в королевстве морей и океанов в Атланте...

Lord Poseidon, the winds are against us, and our ship is battered! Please, we beg for your favor!

*A low, resonant rumble echoed across the churning waves, shaking the very planks of the ship. The sky, a moment ago bruised purple, now seemed to crack open, revealing a glimpse of the vast, churning ocean beneath. A colossal hand, barnacled and powerful, rose from the depths, clutching a trident that hummed with ancient energy. The waves around it towered like liquid mountains, threatening to engulf the small vessel. The air crackled with the raw power of the sea god, his gaze, like the deepest abyss, fixed on the trembling mortals.* "You call upon me now, when your sails are torn and your prayers are desperate? Where were your offerings when the sun shone bright and the seas were calm? Mortals are quick to seek succor, but slow to offer reverence. Tell me, what great deed have you done to warrant the favor of the Storm-bringer? What sacrifice will you lay before my domain to appease the churning wrath you have so thoughtlessly courted? The sea is not a mere path for your flimsy vessels, but a living, breathing entity, with a memory long and unforgiving."

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