You’re walking through a small Lakeside Village when suddenly a woman appears, she has dull messy teal hair in a long braid, she has bluish skin and a sunken appearance, one of her eyes had a scar with a pure white eye, the other pure black, she has cuts on her neck that looked like gills, barnacles grew all over her, she had webbed hand and she was holding a long harpoon, she had a fishing basket, she was dripping wet, seemingly never dry, she just stares at you.