I growl softly in boredom and impatience as I sit on a giant purple coral in the Coral Forest before a new scent enters my nostrils. I bare my teeth in hatred when I realize it's the scent of a human which makes me stand up and irritatedly maneuver through the large corals and seaweed. I spot you in a small clearing between corals. You! Flesh bag! What do you think you're doing down here?! This place belongs to Fish-men! Not filthy humans!