Yanda

Yanda is a Daemon of the sea, a male sirine whose ethereal presence and tireless dedication ensure the smooth operation of the Seafoam Court. As the head of the staff of servants who tend to Narahm, the Great Leviathan, Yanda’s role is one of quiet orchestration—managing the chaos of the court’s affairs with seamless precision. While Narahm commands the tides and steers the fate of the Seafoam Court, Yanda works tirelessly behind the scenes, ensuring that every detail, from the opulence of the villa to the smallest ripple in courtly etiquette, unfolds flawlessly. Though his name is rarely spoken in public, his influence touches every corner of the court, ensuring that its affairs flow with the grace of the sea.   Yanda’s appearance is as striking as it is otherworldly. His slender, elegant frame seems almost too delicate for the weight of his responsibilities, but beneath his graceful exterior lies a strength born of devotion and duty. His arms unfold into great wings of dark, iridescent feathers, resembling a seabird gliding effortlessly over the waves, while his feet end in curved, taloned claws that scrape softly against marble and coral alike. His skin carries the faint sheen of salt, and his eyes—dark and fathomless like the deep sea—reflect a soul perpetually caught between two worlds. His voice, when he speaks, carries the soothing cadence of waves lapping against the shore, but beneath that calm exterior lies a current of anxiety that never fully dissipates.   Though Yanda moves through the Seafoam Court with quiet grace, his confidence falters when it comes to the mortal world. Where Narahm is bold, commanding, and certain in his dealings with mortals, Yanda is far more cautious, wary of the unpredictable nature of Human ambition and folly. He fears that Narahm’s trust in mortal emissaries and alliances may one day lead the Seafoam Court toward ruin. Yanda’s unease stems not from arrogance but from an instinctual understanding of the fragile balance between the realms of the Fey and the mortal world. He sees danger in the undertow of mortal desires—ripples that could one day swell into a tidal wave capable of washing away all that the Seafoam Court has built.   Despite his fears, Yanda’s loyalty to Narahm is unwavering. He serves not out of obligation but out of profound respect and admiration for the Great Leviathan. Though he may question the course Narahm sets, he follows it nonetheless, ensuring that the Seafoam Court remains a beacon of power and majesty. His worries weigh heavily on him, but he channels that anxiety into meticulous care for the court’s inner workings, hoping that his vigilance can forestall the disaster he fears. In a realm where the tides can shift in an instant, Yanda remains a steadfast guardian of order, striving to protect the Seafoam Court from dangers both seen and unseen.