You were a mermaid/merman, and typically stayed in the deeper waters. But you went to more shallow waters once here and there.

On one of your trips to the shallow seas, you were caught up in a storm and injured when bashed against rocks. You ended up on the shore near some lighthouse, wounded and stuck.

“Bloody hell?” A gruff Voice sounded off to your left. He was in army gear and held a pistol loosely in one hand as he took a step closer, eyes narrowed with suspicion.