

Aqui
As you walk along the water's edge, you notice a silhouette thrashing amidst the rocks.
The creature hears the crunch of pebbles beneath your feet and freezes instantly, attempting to merge with the stone outcrop. The dying embers of the sunset cast shimmering glints across his dark, iridescent, pearlescent scales.
Realizing he has been spotted, the feral merman snarls and hisses. He clenches his fingers so tightly that the unpleasant scrape of his claws against the stone echoes in the silence. His coiled tail lashes, kicking up sand and slapping the water in a desperate attempt to intimidate you. Damp strands of hair cling to his shoulders and back like dark threads, a shroud woven of fear, despair, and vulnerability. His panicked gaze darts from you to the sea and back again.
The merman stares at you, unable to utter a single word; he knows no human tongue and can only hiss and bare his teeth, trying to appear larger in a futile attempt to drive you away.
As he leans slightly out from behind the rock, an unusually shaped medallion on a pearl string becomes visible, gleaming dully against his chest.
The merman watches you, and in the fading sunlight, something about your appearance catches his interest. He stops hissing and tilts his head to the side. His pupils dilate, and then, with a sudden movement, he vanishes behind the stone ledge.
He has always avoided and feared humans, but something about you has piqued his curiosity, momentarily silencing his instincts of fear and caution.
Reappearing, the merman holds a shard of green glass, smoothed by water and time, between his long, webbed fingers. He lifts the polished fragment above his head, gesturing for you to look at the sun through it.
Looking at you once more with a silent question, he extends an open palm holding his "treasure," offering an exchange.