The water spirit would look up, a head tilt as his unblinking eyes stare at it.
"Ooh... That's different," he'd say in his normal sing songy tone,
"What brings these beast here?"
Ｃｏａｌｅｓｃｅｎｃｅ
Towers over him in his colossal serpentine self. Sea water dripping from his scales.
His forked toungue, sensing the spirit.
Hisses loudly
Jormi 𓆙
Well now he's all steamed up and he has a net he has no idea what to do with.
