77th of Winter, 507
The Fist.
Moored in the waters of Wind Reach, the Sloop was discarded in favour of a number of Palivar, the smaller, sleeker ships far more suited to the rapid movement within the arctic waters of Desperation Bay, the danger of glaciers crashing into the sides of larger ships was far too real to risk the Fist. It was the the Pod's legacy, their enduring, powerful beginning as a new Pod. The relic of Tatianna's rise as Lia and her enduring leadership in the Pod. Since the creation of the Pod, there had been no divisions within it, the fluidity of pod movement lost to the Svefra under the Lia's leadership.
She had matured from a young woman with ambitions into an experienced sailor, navigator, and plunderer. It was such a rewarding experience to be under her leadership, to know the feeling of being driven by a true Lia. It was... exhilarating, the life that the Tempest pod lived. Even now, the Pod divided into five ships through frozen waters, with frost emerging from the breaths of those with sun-kissed skin, there was not a single soul that wished to part from the collective. And it showed. Merry songs escaped from merry lips, the steamy wisps rising in the throats of sailors, Tydus allowing a vibrant grin to materialize upon his features as he sang along.
"There was a ship - she sailed to Avaaanthal,
Oh, roll and go!
There was a ship came home again,
Tatianna's on the topsail yard!
What d'ye think was in her hold?
Oh, roll and go!
There were shining diamonds, there was gold.
Tatianna's on the topsail yard!
And there was a sloop and now a fleet!
Oh, roll and go!
Good strong seas and bad fish meat.
Tatianna's on the topsail yard!
Many a sailorman gets drowned,
Oh, roll and go!
Many a sailorman gets drowned.
Tatianna's on the topsail yard!"
The Svefra laughed aloud, Tydus grinning at the sailor's faces as he watched Tatianna spin the wheel of the ship, the boom turning the mast as Tydus assisted with the tightening of the knots supporting the sails to the hull of the ship. He grinned at the rest of the Pod, adjusting the fit of his winter's coat, buttoning the top button of the garment as he cast his Laviku's blessed gaze about the ship. It was the 'flagship' in place of the Waverunner's Fist, the ship that Tatianna herself chose to sail upon. The Lia ordered the passenger crew, those whose attention were not diverted towards the navigation and steering of the ship itself, to stand outside of the direction of the wind, barking for them to retreat behind the sail on the port side as winds blew into the sail at starboard's way.
He scurried across the Palivar, taking place against the bulwark at portside. The movement of the sea shook the Svefra's body, Tydus visibly jumping at the motion, though his sense of balance failed to preserve him, the adolescent Svefra tipping backwards, his thighs crashing against the wooden surface, and he subsequently fell into the sea. The fall was not long, nor painful, but it was, at the very least, incredibly shocking. The salt water filled his throat, the Svefra swallowing it as his body sank in the freezing water. It crashed against his face, it bombarded his arms and legs with the struggle, heat versus cold, with the latter dominating the former without question. Heat was preserved at his chest, abdomen and legs in thanks to the heavy clothing he wore, but nonetheless, he cried out in shock, bubbles rising from submerged lips.
The boy struggled to keep calm, eyes flung wide open, though they say absolutely nothing, darkness filling the space of his vision. He cried out in his mind to Laviku to save him, yet at the very same moment, he understood the rush of what the Svefra in his Pod called 'Ocean Sense' flowing through him. He could sense hundreds of arctic fish in the vicinity, swimming about in schools and individually, the latter intent on devouring the former. But, none of those fish would assist him, now. Instead, he felt a lone presence, the vision of a penguin sailing into his mind in the distance, and the boy called out to it in his thoughts, Save me! Please, help me! He cried out to the penguin, he cried out to Laviku, and he cried out to Tatianna, but only the penguin came to support him, sent to him by Laviku's gift to his beloved people.
The seabird sailed through the waters, flying in it as many other varieties of birds did through the sky, the boy watching without seeing, bubbles frothing from his lips as he penguin spun around, propelling forward much like an arrow in flight before diving beneath the boy. It pushed the boy to the surface of the water with its head, nudging his form as he broke the surface, wheezing. He held onto the penguin for dear life, the creature struggling to support him, though once gasps of air flooded the Svefra's lungs, he calmed himself.
A chime passed by as he attempted to restore peace, his teeth chattering from the cold rampaging his body as the flagship sailed past, the second and third ships as well before someone called out to the rest of the crew.
He heard none of it, the boy clinging to the penguin that saved his life, kissing at the plumage at its head between chatters as he praised Laviku in his mind for saving his life. The penguin could no longer support the Svefra's weight, the coat and heavy arctic clothing too much to withstand, and it swam out of reach, the Svefra boy treading in water, awaiting a true saviour.
- Tydus Tempest