Wardrobe

Villager: Balthazar

Well, that's not a sight you see every day. When you came to the plaza in the center of town, seeing a chibi troll shark wrestling with a fruit punch ribbon eel in the large pool in the center was not what you expected to find.

Even as you process this, the shark breaks off from his game, swimming over to the pool's edge and taking hold of the edge with both hands, a look of excitement in his eyes.

"Hi! I'm Balthazar, proud warrior of the Ridgedeep Clan! Or, um, soon to be, anyway. What's your name, surface dweller? I haven't seen you around the island before, are you new? No?"

"What am I talking about? Where I live, silly! I live waaaaaay deep down in the ocean, with my clanmates - they're other sharks like me, you see. And uh, well, we're teeeechnically not supposed to come up to the surface, or go anywhere near the dome city, cause it's too dangerous and stuff, buuuut...well, everyone here is nice! So don't rat me out and we'll get along fine! Not that you could go down there anyway, not without a fight, but still!"

Balthazar beams at you. Taking this in, it seems that not all denizens of Furvilla live in the jurisdiction of the city-states after all. Interesting.

"What are we like?"

The little shark puffs out his chest with pride.

"We're warriors! We live in the trenches of the deep, and we beat up any monsters that dare come near our home! We use all of em to make stuff, too, like weapons and houses and even my clothes!"

Balthazar does a little twirl in the pool, evidently showing them off. You smile and nod politely.

"A lot of us use weapons and stuff, but some of us fight with nothin' but our bare hands and tails! I haven't decided what I want to do yet, but I know I definitely wanna fight with either an axe or my hands! Axes are super cool, but fighting weaponless is super duper awesome too! They just go bam, and wham, and monsters go 'eeeeerk' and fall over!"

The little shark excitedly 'demonstrates' in the pool. Seems he's really enamored with the warriors of his clan; though hearing it, it seems like warriors of any kind would be venerated there. It was a clan of warriors after all. Speaking of which...

"What? The surface-dweller warriors? They're super awesome too! Zinnia has scars all down her wing and side from this super crazy monster she fought, and she even killed it dead! And Rowan beat up a demon god, and Xino comes down into the deep and beats up absolutely huuuuuuge monsters; I've seen him do it! It's awesome! And Milo comes from this surface place that's all ice, with monsters I've never even heard of before! Heck, not even the clan elders or even the chieftain have heard of them before! Not that I've asked, eheh...I don't wanna get in trouble..."

The little shark scratches the back of his head sheepishly.

"Speaking of the elders, I should proooobably start heading back. Don't wanna get caught bein' where I don't belong. It was cool talking to you, surface-dweller! I wanna hear cool stories next time we meet! Uh, if you're still here of course. Bye!"

And with that, Balthazar dives into the water, swimming down the aquatic road in the direction of the beach, his colorful friend following loyally behind him.