The waters continued to creep higher—claiming more of the city, more innocent lives, and the last vestiges of Finn’s faith in his uncle. The king continued to withdraw, leaving more and more of the fight to the soldiers who were too tired to hold the storms at bay. Finneus could not watch the slow destruction of his home for another moment. That night he began recruiting for his mission. He would save Calibah, or he would die trying.

—The Tale of Lord Finneus Wolfram