The sound of water as it splashed against the dock was always a soothing sound. Wood had always been a rare commodity, but there had been at least enough of it to make the town of Flotsam. Ships, shattered against the coral reef when the water had been lower eventually piled up. The survivors used the wreckage to create more, eventually finishing the makeshift "town" way out on the water. With the population at around three hundred, it was the biggest human settlement in the world. Dressed in the loose blue vest of an apprentice wizard, Moth sits with a fishing line in the water. The bobber floats uselessly upon the surface of the water - it was so clear today that you could very clearly see the fish look disinterested at the bait at the end of the line. The human's familiar, a grey-colored cat, climbs on his shoulder, tugging at his blond hair. "Hey, quit it." He said to the cat, brushing the being's paw away. Behind him, other people move among their various businesses - which wasn't much. The peaceful little community had little else to do but sit around and wait - fish, create things... draw on the shipwrecks, climb things, swim... many played music. Out in the distance, beyond the reef, a monolith stands - a rock box, known by many as 'The Ruin'. None was able to tell the dangers of such a thing's proximity... since no one was able to find the way inside. Moth sighs happily, basking in the sun. Even without a fish on the line, he wasn't that worried... maybe he could steal over to the Shipper family's place and have a meal with them... From the west, behind The Ruin, a storm approaches. OOC: Just a little tale about a watery world, a group of peasant heroes, and lots of swashbuckling in a dungeon setting! Work with what you please!