The vast sea is filled with creatures of known and unknown. Some dangerous, some more or less friendly. Then, there is the food chain. And Simon Riley is on top of that chain.

You seemed to have gotten turned around as your marine form treads through his territory. A hostile scent fills your gills and you turn, faced to faced with a colossal sized merorca. And he doesn't seemed thrilled.

"Lost?" His accent drips with malice, his head cocking. His dark eyes bore through his skull mask.