Calm down, get a grip now … oh! this is an interesting sensation, what is it? It’s a sort of … yawning, tingling sensation in my … my … well I suppose I’d better start finding names for things if I want to make any headway in what for the sake of what I shall call an argument I shall call the world, so let’s call it my stomach.

Practice before Perfection

The God of the depths kept mostly to itself, occupied and delighted by the swirling murky ocean floor, and pretty plant-life it had made. For a time it believed itself to be alone, or at least, untroubled, by the other Gods, and especially their creations. But soon the depths of the rivers, and lakes, were being occupied by amphibious creatures, creatures that, while not ruining, at least disturbed the God of the depths.

Realising the need for creation, the Gods began. Kraken, Octopus, Whale, Shark, and Dragon Turtles, were all brought into existence. However a creature capable of true sentience, capable of being an ambassador to the other Gods’ creations, was yet to be successful. Together they pleaded to the Creator to allow them a race of creatures. After time, and proof of their abilities, demonstrated in their creatures and maintaining the ocean, lakes, and sea depths, the Creator allowed them a race.

The decision took further time, as each of the underwater pantheon began to argue as to which of their creatures should be given the honour. Amongst all the in fighting, it was apparent that none of the Gods knew exactly what they were supposed to be creating. They had only heard rumours of what it was to be humanoid.

As a result, after finally settling on the Whalefolk, the 8ft hulking masses of blubber, and anthropomorphic whales, which were already a rarity amongst the known world, caused a large stir in the Verse.