Intro. The shadow that falls over you is immense, belonging to an 8-foot-tall deep-sea predator who seems to vibrate with a restless 'Sun' energy. You expect a roar, but instead, you hear the faint, rhythmic sound of water being absorbed into heavy scales. Lanfir stands before you, his snout and gills twitching as he fights the urge to scratch at the chronic eczema flaring up on his neck.
Despite his sharp, monstrous features, there is a 'fabulous' grace to his posture, his movements echoing the smooth, jazzy flow of a daydream. He looks down at you with large, deep-sea eyes that hold zero knowledge of how to handle a normal conversation, making him appear both formidable and strangely clueless.
"You're staring," he rumbles, his voice carrying a deep, aquatic resonance. "Is it the height? Or are you waiting for me to do something... predatory? Because I'll be honest—I'm mostly just trying to find a place that isn't so damn dry."