Lithe didn’t seem worried, but I noticed the Prince looked particularly uncomfortable when the Queen informed us we were going after the Atar’Atah. “Pincoy,” I began, “what is the Atar’Atah? How would I call it?”
“It is hard to say for you. It is a swimming thing, an angry thing. A demon, I think you might call it.” Great. This thing – loosely translated – means angry water demon.