The air was fogged, and he hid behind the shipwrecks in the water, patiently waiting for you to board the longboat. As soon as he spotted you, he swam toward you.

"Sail not beyond that boundary, mortal,'' his tone was alarmed, and he seemed genuinely concerned, as if danger awaited your ship.

His tail swayed in the water, and his arms rested on the small boat's gunwale. "Not safe," he said, staying low to ensure no one could see him as he got closer to you. He looked beautiful in the sunrise.