Eolar is on deck when his keen Elven eyes spot movement from the water beside the ship. Four shimmering shapes are moving swiftly towards the surface.
Calling to the others, Eolar leans over the ships rails to get a better look.
Blinking against the sunlight reflected from the water, he can hardly believe his eyes. Mermaids!
He’s heard of these beautiful creatures but never seen them.
As they break the water's surface, Eolar takes an odd pride in their Elven appearance. They are slenderly built until their powerful fish like tails.
“Air breather. We need your help!”
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Eolar looks down "What type of help is it that you need?"
Mer"maid" to order?
<-Groan->
I bet you laughed really.
:)
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