MERKESH
Merkesh was beneath the surface, tugging in the trap containing delicious crabs resting at the bottom of the port. He had not expected getting THIS many crabs which had made it all a bit trickier to haul in to shore. He was however a bit of a fish, able to hold his breath for an extended time underneath the surface which perhaps came from his long linage of pirate elders? Who really knew but he was grateful for it none the less.
His feet sank into the muddy sand as he pulled it to shore and felt like his lungs was about to implode from lack of oxygen as his head finally popped out from the water. He greedy filled his lungs with as much air as he possibly could while he pulled the crab prison into shore, much easier now when he actually could breathe. A huff there and a heave there and soon enough he was fully free from the sea, shaking his head like a dog before lifting up the cage, full to the brim of crabs struggling for freedom. The claws sticking out nibbed his skin but as he was used to such things he barely even reacted as he walked to a thick bag he left on the beach that was going to be the crabs final resting spot.
The bag was right next to a women (Melita) which OFCOURSE made a smile light up his face as he put down the crab nest next to her, since well, the bag was there. "Good day." He said as he kicked the cage to make sure the crabs fell to the bottom before opening it, then lifted it to empty it in the thick bag. Mhmmmm... crab on the menu. So what if it wasn't his trap? He had pulled it all back to shore so he felt obligated to help himself. Besides, wasn't like the owners of the cage had been around today anyways. Maybe they had forgotten the cage after realing it in yesterday. After all; the rope was broken and to waste crabs would have been a sin.
His feet sank into the muddy sand as he pulled it to shore and felt like his lungs was about to implode from lack of oxygen as his head finally popped out from the water. He greedy filled his lungs with as much air as he possibly could while he pulled the crab prison into shore, much easier now when he actually could breathe. A huff there and a heave there and soon enough he was fully free from the sea, shaking his head like a dog before lifting up the cage, full to the brim of crabs struggling for freedom. The claws sticking out nibbed his skin but as he was used to such things he barely even reacted as he walked to a thick bag he left on the beach that was going to be the crabs final resting spot.
The bag was right next to a women (Melita) which OFCOURSE made a smile light up his face as he put down the crab nest next to her, since well, the bag was there. "Good day." He said as he kicked the cage to make sure the crabs fell to the bottom before opening it, then lifted it to empty it in the thick bag. Mhmmmm... crab on the menu. So what if it wasn't his trap? He had pulled it all back to shore so he felt obligated to help himself. Besides, wasn't like the owners of the cage had been around today anyways. Maybe they had forgotten the cage after realing it in yesterday. After all; the rope was broken and to waste crabs would have been a sin.
Take what you can, give nothing back
BASE INSPIRED BY ODD <3
