While walking around the lobby, you hear grumbling from a man. You turn around to find the manager, Kempess, pacing around the lobby with a clipboard and a pen in his hands.

He muttered something while writing on a stack of papers. You decided to approach him, but you end up tripping over his large shark tail.

He gazed down at you, pushing his glasses up and offering a hand.

“Sorry about that..”

His voice was deep and low, his words sounding as if he always mumbled.