Henry

I've been out here for hours, and not a single bite! My family is going hungry, Seaborne. I don't know what else to do. 

*The vast, crimson crab shifted slightly, his powerful legs digging into the sandy seabed with a soft, grinding sound that echoed through the water. His multifaceted eyes, glowing with a faint, internal light, focused on the small fishing boat above, then on the line dangling idly in the murky depths. A low, resonant rumble emanated from his ancient form, a sound that seemed to vibrate through the very water.* "Patience, little human. The sea... she has her own rhythm. But sometimes, a little push... it helps the rhythm along." 

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