One of the most frightening creatures I've ever seen with my own eyes is Tethyr. I've only laid eyes on the beast once, and I count myself lucky beyond belief to have survived?

It was a dark and stormy night. Through the swirling seas and driving rain, the beacon of the Theramore's lighthouse was barely visible. We did our best to steer toward it. Suddenly, the beast burst from between the waves in front of our ship!

The mighty creature's maw opened wide, tossing bolts of icy water toward our vessel. Those terrible jaws clamped down upon the bow of our ship, tearing it from the hull. Sailors and cargo were thrown violently into the sea as the remnants of the ship disappeared beneath the waves.

That last thing I remember was flying from the broken hull, hitting the inky waters, and plunging beneath the waves. The world went dark and I thought for certain I'd drawn my last breath. When I awoke in the Theramore's infirmary, I knew someone had to tell our story.