Amaetheia was vain. Everyone knew it. She would often forego meals to stare at her own reflection, primping and marveling at her own perfection. Her desire for ultimate physical beauty was insatiable, yet she wanted more. Under darkness of night, she swam in secret to the sea hag Nimiane for a spell that would solve her dilemma once and for all. She found Nimiane, waiting. "Make me perfect. Make me the most irresistible creature in the seven seas! I demand it." Nimiane smiled. She got her wish.