November 28th, Grey Harbor, Bilgewater
I sit alone near the uninhabited harbor. The harbor was abandoned after the tragic event, known as the Harrowing, occurred. This event, led by Hecarim, scattered the inhabitants.
4 year ago, when Hecarim ravaged the port, I found it soothing to spend some time alone, away from people. Since Grey Harbor was abandoned, I took residence. Unlike many champions who prefer to stay at the Institute's champion dorms, I prefer the cold murky water. I simply could not stand to be around people and their loud noises.
Silence was my ally, I could think in piece.
I try to feel my heart, but to no avail. I could not feel anything, not even the weight of my metal diving suit. A cold reminder that I was no longer human.
Before my life as the Titan of the Depths, I was a sailor of extraordinary talent. I could sail through the most furious storms, locate the farthest islands, and fight off the deadliest sea creatures. My courage and bravery was second to none, and my shipmates all looked up to me. That is, until I found the black ooze. I was betrayed, and for some time I sought revenge. I attacked one of the ports in Bilgewater in rage, but amidst the destruction, I found it futile to quench my anger. Nowadays, I prefer silence and solitude, I prefer being undisturbed. This silence calms my rage.
However, I came here for a different purpose.
Lately, I was favored by the summoners to fight in the Institute of War. This was a strange event since I was never popular to begin with, but summoners seem to prefer my skills and abilities nowadays. I began to be summoned in various occasions, so much that I could spend entire weeks fighting. As I feel no fatigue, I was easily able to match the summoner's demands for a tank-support role, and I always fought to my best abilities.
It just happens that, in one of my battles, I was engaged in a duel with the Tidecaller; Nami. I was surprised, Nami was a champion I rarely saw, she was even less popular than I. Desipite my endurance, I was unable to catch the Tidecaller, she dodged my every abilities. The match was fierce, but my team and I had won. Our enemies were seething, envious that my team had won. Except for Nami. She had congratulated my team on our victory. While most of my team thought this as a way to gain our pity, I had thought otherwise. There was something about her that was calming my rage. When I fought against her, I could no longer sense any anger. I had briefly forgotten about my revenge.
At the time, I had thought nothing of it, but when Nami floated to me, she simply passed by without a word. After being transported back to Grey Harbor, I started wondering why I did not get congratulated upon my victory. Not one to be burdened by such petty feelings, I returned to my task, wandering in the murky depths of Grey Harbor.
Some time pass, while in Grey Harbor, I had spied a slick figure, similar to that of Nami pass by. The figure was fast, I could not follow it, I only caught glimpse. But I had become convinced that the Tidecaller visited these waters. Perhaps I could make a friend. She was able to calm my rage afterall, maybe she could find a cure? I decided to explore more of Bilgewater, expanding my search area, and cover more ground.
I was summoned on an infrequent basis, sometimes I would fight for weeks, other times I would not be needed for weeks. However, I spend as much time in the Grey Harbor, hoping to catch a glimpse of the slippery figure. I have also started to search more into Nami's populace. These "Marais" are sea-people that depend on a moonstone. In all my exploration at sea, I have never encountered a moonstone, although I think I have heard of something similar through rumors.
I happen to pass by Slaughter Docks. Unseen, I watched the activities that were taking place on the docks. Fishermen, sailors, and crewmembers were unloading many small animal species onto the docks, although no large sea-monster was caught. I watched as the animals were dumped on the docks, some trying to escape back into the waters.
Just as I was about to leave, I was momentarily distracted by a large crane, hoisting something wriggling inside a net. To my horror, I saw Nami inside. Perhaps, that was the first time I felt emotions in a long time. The Marai was struggling to break free, but the nets were too tight. I saw the crane hoist up the net, and lower it on the docks, where many sailors were surrounding their prize.
Without wasting time, I roared, announcing my arrival at the docks. Sailors and fishermen fled the scene, while others ran up their large frigates to arm the cannons. I cared not for what humans were trying to accomplish, I cared only to destroy that crane.
With a swing of my anchor, the crane was destroyed. I grabbed the net, and trudged back into the murky waters. All around me, shouting, cannons firing, shells exploding around me. My diving suit could repel all of these attacks easily. Soon, I was enveloped by the waters, and the cannons stopped.
I untangled the net, to see that, although it was a Marai, she was not Nami. Wearing similar headgear, this Marai had older features, creases, and did not bore a staff. She was frightened, as soon as the net was untangled, she swam away. I did not get a chance to ask her questions. The Marai was too fast, I could not catch up.
Defeated, I slowly trudged back to Grey Harbor. I had confirmed that Marais do indeed swim near Bilgewater, but if all of them are afraid of me, then it would be impossible to ask for a cure. Interestingly, I had thought Marais were a secretive people, but the lack of a moonstone may have driven them to be impatient.
Perhaps my time had not come, perhaps my curse was an ill omen to the Marais.
Still, I continue to wait. Maybe one day, I will meet the Tidecaller again.