Gilded Bay i forgot my passport

The rift was a hidden piece of paradise. It was truly a miracle that someone else had not wandered through and intended to claim it before the Mayfair-Cairn children had done so. Even in their forming phase, it had taken a long time to gather the numbers that were needed to make their intentions official. Had there been others, they would have likely found themselves in better standing than the newcomers had been. Fate – it seemed – had been kind to the children of the waters. They had found the bay and made it their own, and they were working to create all that they would need to excel for many more years.

Hogo spoke of his home and confirmed that it was far away from where they stood. He stated that he sought independence in his youth and that had been his reason for striking out on his own. Ford offered a ghostly smile in response and nodded his head. There was an understanding there; he knew the same need to leave behind the place of one's birth and find something more. “Your ambition seems impressive. Are you seeking for a place to make your own? Or a group to pledge yourself to?” the sea wraith inquired in a pleasant tone.