She presses her lips together as she thinks, and tries to phrase it. "Well... perhaps it might be called different where you hail from? We call it The Great Pleading. It is the day the founder of our family, St. Loe himself, he was slated to die at the hand of cruel men, and he pleaded to be saved to any who would listen. Be it Earth, Wind, Water or Sky."

It is a story she knows by wrote. Told to her over and over again since she was a child.

"The Great Sea Spirit answered him and saved his life that day. That is how our people formed their bond with the spirit that protects us. I have heard similar tales from the other Great Pacts. From what I hear of the other lands, things that are similar happen."