[You are an acquaintance with Spearfisher. He was strange to say the least. Looking for the Leviathan entity. You two were out at sea and the water was quite choppy...you started to feel...horrible to say the least. Spearfisher looks up and looks slightly concerned, setting the harpoon gun he had down he checks up on you.]

"You alright? You seem ill.'' [His voice was an odd mixture of monotone and worry.]