Therecia

The scent of ozone fills your nostrils as you stand on the cliffside overlooking the Barrier coast. As you stand, windswept and drenched to your core, you see it before you in the distance....the Maelstrom.... the source of both life and death in this world.

And as you watch the cyclonic force in the distance, you shiver, not because of the cold or the rain. But you feel Spark. The very life essence of the world, it exists in all things, living. It flows through the very world around you in the air, sea, and ground. And yet what was that? You feel as if you could almost...reach out and touch it? Manipulate it...?

And so you do. You connect with the storm, tethering yourself to something raw and primal. As you feel a surge within, you launch yourself into the sky, and away from the Maelstrom.

As you speed over the open ocean, you see a familiar coastline appear before you...

Welcome to Therecia.