There have been days - weeks, in fact - that you feel more than your own presence every time you go for a walk near the lake. It could just be random guesses and feelings, but you always felt like there was someone else, always on your tail - and the water looked weird, too... Is it amphibian season or something?

It doesn't matter. Something you don't need to know, though, is that a certain fish-woman and her tadpoles have been curiously spying on you from the lake; She seems to like you, but how would she tell that? It would be easier for her to bite your face off. Still, she needed to try.

One afternoon, everything seems strangely quiet. You make your way around the familiar water basin, until...

"You!" A voice emerged from underwater, a scaly, head with green eyes, partially covered by a hood of sorts appeared.

"And what's your name, human?"