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[terrariums]

A place for PSLs, Bakerstreet continuations, and TFLN overflows.

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[beauman]

"They're merchants. Traders. Even a bad enough storm is reason for them to fear foundering in the waves." A war ship might be heavily armed and armored to be able to protect itself, but a cargo ship? There's only so much you can do to balance capacity with speed, there's no way a ship so weighed down could ever hope to outmaneuver or outrun a leviathan.

Even explaining himself, it's hard to remember to breathe. Not when it feels as though those eyes can see straight through to the very heart of him. Not when he's staring at a being of such grace and power that it makes his heart tremble just to behold him. This..... isn't normal, is it?

[terrariums]

And the ocean reaps their wares all the same. It partakes of their food, their iron, and their bones... scattered to their brethren still hiding so deep that the ocean is no longer blue, but deep, all-consuming black.

The leviathan's chin comes to rest on the back of a speckled, webbed hand. Tips of clawed fingers so dark they would obscure any sort of filth that could be trapped beneath his nailbeds. His lips pull into a slightly wider smile, his fangs more akin to needles than anything resembling teeth. "And?"

[beauman]

Oh, those claws. Those teeth. Just a good look at them is enough to make his heart skip several beats for all the wrong reasons, flush only darkening in spite of his best intentions. Surely killing him would barely even be worth notice. But what of the boats?

.....What..... of the boats.....? He is here for a reason. He mustn't forget that. "And..... and I came to find out why. I need to make it right. How have we upset you?"

[terrariums]

Smile pulls into a sneering laugh, controlled and punctuated by the way his tail smacks the water to send a violent spray of foam and salt at the man before him. Due to his size, it's practically a wave compared to a pathetic splash.

"What haven't your kind done?" It's disgusting, really... how ignorant they can be... but the leviathan settles, even if his eyes never break their stare. Yet the serpent doesn't sound angry, per se. Eerily calm, if anything. His tail is considerably closer to the shore now with more than enough length to spare, and it only inches closer.