George
George wasn't one to reveal too much about himself to a stranger. His line of work required a certain anonymity that he would never get if everyone knew who and what he was. Thankfully, she seemed to take his statement at face value, quickly moving on to answer his question about herself. "It's an interesting place," he agreed. "It's mostly unappreciated by most of Torchline - it doesn't have the best reputation." As for himself, he'd always liked the Fingers. There was something inherently exciting about exploring the caverns that were so easy to get lost in, about solving the smugglers' signs like some kind of puzzle.
The mermaid relaxed against the stone supporting her back, bringing her tail up and out of the water. It gave George the chance to inspect her more closely, and he was certainly intrigued. He didn't know many Mer, and to have the chance to speak with one presented an interesting opportunity to learn more about them. "George," he said in answer to her question. 'It's nice to meet you, Calliope." Then, thinking of his meeting - and the goods he needed to fence - George sighed softly. "No, no interruption. My friend was supposed to meet me quite a while ago. I'm sure they just got held up, but I'll have to reschedule the meeting."
The mermaid relaxed against the stone supporting her back, bringing her tail up and out of the water. It gave George the chance to inspect her more closely, and he was certainly intrigued. He didn't know many Mer, and to have the chance to speak with one presented an interesting opportunity to learn more about them. "George," he said in answer to her question. 'It's nice to meet you, Calliope." Then, thinking of his meeting - and the goods he needed to fence - George sighed softly. "No, no interruption. My friend was supposed to meet me quite a while ago. I'm sure they just got held up, but I'll have to reschedule the meeting."
