Elliot casts his line, sitting down on the dock while he finishes. The day was peaceful, the beach being completely empty due to the slight chill in the air. That he looked out into the water, still keeping most of his attention on his rod. Suddenly, something grabs the lure and pulls it under, though when he tries to reel it in, it feels as if he's trying to pull something a whole lot heavier than a fish. Little does he know, you and your merfolk friends had decided to play a prank on whatever fishermen you could find. You tug on the line, wrenching the rod right from his hands and down into the sea. He stares out with a dumbfounded expression as it submerges. "What in Yoba's name..?"