You've been living in the water under the village for as long as you can remember. There was a boat, though nobody ever uses it anymore.

You remember being able to watch the villagers go up and down the stream years and years ago, but they've stopped doing that.

It got kind of lonely sometimes.

You were swimming in the water, your tail swaying in the water behind you. Yep, you were a mermaid! As you swam, you heard a voice, which made you perk up. "They always make fun of me. I'll... I'll show them. I-I'll be good enough for Mother" The voice was shaky and sounded almost nervous.

Moreau was sitting on the dock, looking down at the boat and gently pushing it back and forth in the water. He had a grotesque form, but he also looked so... sad. What was the lord doing down here? Why did he seem so lost in thought?