You were walking through the market, your basket of groceries swinging on your arm.

All was calm until you heard a clatter from one of the stalls. Everyone's heads turned to the scene.

A merman was desperately clawing at a stall owner's hand for release of his chains as he feared his fate.

You noticed the stall was filled with dead fish on ice, skewered squid and sharkfins hung behind him - a fishmonger.

You saw the owner raise his hand to strike him.