I let random.org select a % and it decided on 18%.
“Who are the Darkfells?” Stephen’s mother asked.
“They’re an old, noble magical family.” Madame Veronika shrugged. “Respectable. Their patriarch Eddard Darkfell, managed to obtain the clockwork sundial, which in turn allowed him to amass a vast collection of magic items by traveling through time. He only stopped when a paradox threatened the family.”
Marvin moved to Alec’s side. After a quick hug and a whispered reassurance from his mate, the merman was all bright smiles and warm, welcoming chatter. It was artifice, but Marvin was good at being charming, especially when nervous or under threat. In merfolk, charm was a survival trait. Luring sailors to their deaths using beauty and siren song wasn’t all mythology. Marvin had simply moved onto luring locals to barbecues using throwing pillows and canapés. Everyone needs a hobby.