Nerissa
once upon a time my world was big
and full of monsters
and full of monsters
If Nerissa notices the discomfort squirming under Raza’s skin, she does nothing about it other than smile placidly, her pale eyes all but glowing in her own dim bioluminescence. Rocks make their way out of a handy little bag, the mer cocking her head at them before merely accepting it - she wasn’t the one to set up this little venture, she wasn’t going to question it. Her very presence here is nothing more than a business favour, after all.
A favour that is very nearly completed, Nerissa moving smoothly through the water and gesturing with fingers and tentacles both for Raza to follow, the water around the barkeep tugging at her and keeping her in pace with the mermaid duo. They don’t need to go far, the general measurements all laid out in the meeting Nerissa had had with the Governor.
Another sandy pitch rises up before them, conveniently placed and cleared, though perhaps it would seem natural if you weren’t familiar with the ebb and flow of the ocean floor. Regardless, Nerissa takes the next anchor and place sit down, again waiting for the nest of rocks to be deposited.
A favour that is very nearly completed, Nerissa moving smoothly through the water and gesturing with fingers and tentacles both for Raza to follow, the water around the barkeep tugging at her and keeping her in pace with the mermaid duo. They don’t need to go far, the general measurements all laid out in the meeting Nerissa had had with the Governor.
Another sandy pitch rises up before them, conveniently placed and cleared, though perhaps it would seem natural if you weren’t familiar with the ebb and flow of the ocean floor. Regardless, Nerissa takes the next anchor and place sit down, again waiting for the nest of rocks to be deposited.
but now the world is small,
and I am the monster
and I am the monster
