#aquella

"That’s just a pile of blubber and fat! You might as well be a Slimemancer. Is that what you want to be called? A Slimey Mancer? For the low price of 50 years of loyal servitude, attend my classes instead, so you too can be a master of the Dar-“ We’ll stop Noxus’ ad spot here.

"Life in the sea can end in but an instant. Its creatures turn into marine snow, and the pressure of the depths can even disintegrate remains. I wonder if Water Necromancy was employed to at least recover some of what the sea claims...even if it arises as an amalgam." - Illaria

"Note that the jellyfish-like Sea Spirits, and the Venerated Wraiths are quite different. Lady Neso is possessive when it comes to those she favors. They're are not allowed to drift to the afterlife. The Wraiths, however, are a product of Sparagmos..." Lorekeeper Maya.

Lost Saviours

“Elf clans and courts are often divided, having settled in seclusion. If they’re ever in need, no one would know. This is why Elven Heritage Guardians and Rangers exist. They went looking for the Ashray before you found the truth.” - Lorekeeper Maya

“Muusa said these Guardians and Rangers have no affiliation to any King or Queen so they can serve Elvenkind as a whole. We found some of their weapons in Seabase Undine…what we now call the Temple of Water. I tried to learn their names, but the sea eroded them away.”

“I don’t know what claimed their lives. Likely, it was the dangers of the Depths, but what if they were killed because they would have uncovered the real reason behind the Ashray’s demise? What if it was…Nevermind. We shouldn’t discuss these sorts of things out in the open.”

Newly Discovered Sunken City

“Treasure Hunters, Scholars, and Adventurers are throwing themselves into the ocean because of a certain rumor. Ancient artifacts and lost knowledge are waiting to be discovered beneath the ocean’s waves.” - Valencia

“Everyone expects a feeding frenzy of pirating and plundering, but I’ve seen enough anglers to know that this is a lure. Greed can get the better of you, and you’ll disappear with the blinking lights waiting in the depths.”

“If you’re planning to go, I won’t stop you. Actually, you know what’s going on down there, huh? …The Grand Temple of the Depths, you say? Color me intrigued! But, I promise I’ll be careful. I’m a turf girl more than a surf girl anyway.”

Kult of Kathool

“We are Holothurian, thirty lowly bottom feeders fused into one. The Adeptus Kathooli are the God of the Depth’s followers, enlightened from feeding on their limbs. Kathool is the Depths themselves, and manifests a fraction of their form as a gift." - Adeptus Holothurian

“Joy, sorrow, rage, and regret are part of your everyday life. To us, such sensations are alien. Achieving them is akin to enlightenment. The only way to do that is if we become one. Feed on us. Take our power. Survive. Thrive. In exchange, let us face the world as one.”

“Interested in the call of the Depths? We hold meetings every weekend, and the clam chowder is free. Are you nurturing young? We encourage bringing them. There is more than enough to go around for everyone."

"The location changes bi-weekly. We hand out pamphlets at your local beach, lake, river, well, bathroom, and randomly occurring sinkhole that provides the address. Open minds are appreciated, but closed minds are an enjoyable game as well.”