Customised plot - Thalassa
Tidying the shop, Thalassa bends down to pick up a stray hook that had fallen under the counter, in this moment something caught her eye—a faint glimmer in the corner, just beyond the reach of the fading light. Puzzled, Thalassa moves closer and finds a gold coin lying flat on the floor, its surface glowing with a subtle, magical aura. It hadn’t been there earlier. The shop had been empty all day, save for a couple of regulars who couldn’t have carried anything like this.Thalassa hesitates just for a moment before picking it up. The metal is warm to the touch, almost as if it held the heat of the sun despite the cool evening air. As she held the coin, a shiver ran down her spine, and she felt a deep, resonant hum in her chest—the same sensation one could feel when standing on the cliffs, with the waves crashing below.
This was no ordinary coin. It was a sign, a message left for her by forces she couldn’t dare to understand. The waters of Crestle Cove were still, but this coin was a harbinger of the storm that brewed just beyond the horizon, threatening the fragile peace. Perhaps this coin hadn’t been lost… but it had been hidden. Whatever was coming, it was tied to this coin, and to her. The sea had chosen her for something, the only question was would she answer it’s call?
