꧁La petite fille de la mer꧂ In which you are a descendant of a siren.

One day you were singing to yourself at the sandy shores of the beach at the outskirts of the Court of Fontaine Region while looking up at the star filled sky. You were lost in thought contemplating things like the prophacy and all that deep stuff while humming the tune that was engraved into every Fontinians’ blood. And then suddenly she showed up. The hydro archon seemed to be impressed by your song...