20th century BC, KMT and Sicily

Once upon a time there was a sailor who got knocked overboard by the wind and waves and landed on a faraway island. After finding food and water and making a burnt offering to the gods, she heard thunder and felt the earth shake and saw a giant serpent approach her. The serpent asked three times, then three times more who had sent her, but she could not answer.

The serpent told her not to fear and that the gods had let her live and that after four months she would be rescued by "people she knows" and return home. The serpent shared that previously he lived with 74 of his kinsmen, including a daughter, but a star fell and the island went up in flames. The serpent advised her to be brave and "control her heart" and she'd make it back to her people.

The girl promised she'd tell whoever her king was all about the serpent's great power and ensure that myrrh and incense. The serpent cackled in derision, as the sailor had no power or money, while the serpent was Lord of Punt, an island that is never in the same place twice. He gave the sailor gifts to bring back with her and she presented them to the pharoah, who gave her a high seat in his house as it is said, "why save a bird at dawn only to slaughter in the morning?" The pharoah was a crafty man named Achthoes who burned with envy and lust for power, but even he saw no use for a sailor girl with no memory. She was soon sent to Sicily in service to a high noble of the Sicani tribe and her heart swelled with love for the smallest among them. A mythic impish race called the Mazzamuriello, standing only about a foot tall at adulthood, came to her asking for help overthrowing the Sicani, or else they'd tear apart her and the island in a great fury of fire and wind. She recognized these as the source of the serpent's island catching on fire and the "wind" that had knocked her overboard. Refusing their offer, she began to age rapidly and fire radiated from her arms. Combining this with the natural tendencies of the imps, she managed to blow them off the island, and today they still sail the seas looking for victims to tear apart.

But the girl was gone and forgotten in the pro