The Sentinels I had a dream last night,

Their voice akin to a siren, sounded beautiful and luring to a sailor, but she could deduct the mischevious underneath the tones. Wariness, Umbra was not to be brought down by this wickedness. She wondered what was their game- she couldn't tell.

"There is the Saltking, but we are equal." There was only a flicker of her tail by the 'clam,' for the name was not.. Pleasant. Nonetheless she didn't hold truly tight to said name. It wasn't hers, but.. It also was now hers, for the kraken pledged to it. She had a moment of silent to now say anything about it, and bitterly said, "It's Ironclan."

She should know, she said it right firstly.

"What is it to you? You looking to join?"