LS Leviathan

You've began to get used to the sight of the rescue ships coming and going. And by go, you meant sink to the seafloor, never to be seen again.

Amos was responsible for the shipwrecks that began to litter the underwater sandy dunes. He's always made it clear that you were his to keep. A hostage, of some sort.

"It is forbidden for you to leave the tower unattended." Amos snarls. You'd managed to creep down the stairs of the tower. You didn't manage to make it far before he caught you.