The Coastline Outside the Village, Friday Afternoon
The Park came so close to the water. So close. Anyone who crossed the wrong side of the street was close enough to the shore and the deeper waters that she could come out and snatch the fool, but the Park itself was too far for her, even without its wards.
But she could taste the fear and chaos and fresh meat, and it was enough to draw her over from where she'd been haunting the dock yesterday, a shadow circling under the waves that would occasionally spyhop or crest, especially if anything interesting was going on.
There was something in the water, and it was hoping some of the meat would come down for a swim.
[OOC: Open! Because Murderfish are fun.]
But she could taste the fear and chaos and fresh meat, and it was enough to draw her over from where she'd been haunting the dock yesterday, a shadow circling under the waves that would occasionally spyhop or crest, especially if anything interesting was going on.
There was something in the water, and it was hoping some of the meat would come down for a swim.
[OOC: Open! Because Murderfish are fun.]