Stormbound Oath - Music From The Tide

The storm raged as if heaven and earth had conspired to test his resolve. He stood firm, clad in his gleaming armor—the embodiment of an unbroken vow. The waves lapped hungrily at his feet, their frothing crests whispering an ominous melody, the "Music From the Tide" that seemed to call his name. He was more than a man on the shore; he was the bearer of the Stormbound Oath, a knight defined not merely by duty but by an ancient promise etched into the fabric of his soul. His sword hummed faintly in his grasp, resonating with the pulse of the Ecliptic Shard, a relic lost but not forgotten.

Before him, the galleons formed a half-circle, their imposing forms silhouetted against the swirling tempest. They were harbingers of conflict, banners of betrayal waving proudly amidst the storm's fury. Each ship carried adversaries bound by ambition and greed, yet none understood the burden Adrast carried—the weight of the Stormbound Oath and the sacred duty it demanded. With each crash of the waves, the tide sang louder, its turbulent rhythm mirroring the knight's resolve. This was no ordinary storm; it was a reckoning, a battleground ordained by fate where the sacred and profane would clash.

The crescendo of a destiny shaped by the Stormbound Oath and the music that the tide carried. Whether he would rise above the waves or be claimed by them was a question the storm itself seemed eager to answer. And through it all, the knight remained steadfast, a solitary figure against the tempest, holding the line between legend and oblivion.