Everyone in the shop cleared out, leaving whatever they didn't have on them behind, as Carl finished the incantation. And then suddenly...Water. The alcoholic drinks around flowed from their mugs, and from the massive barrels that they were contained in before put in the jugs, floating through the air and purifying into crystal-clear water. The floating trail of water pooled in the center of the room, a sphere of liquid floating as a figure fades into existence within. Upper-body human, lower body fish, wearing a obviously drenched cream-colored blouse, a bloodred bandanna over her brown hair, which flowed freely around her. Over her blouse, she wore a long brown overcoat, unbuttoned, and she had a trident strapped to her back. Her tail seemed adorned with many rings, and a large bit of cloth seemed to be tied around it, allowing her to fasten several valuable-looking objects to it without causing her pain. The weapon she currently carried in her hand was a rather large cutlass-like blade; it looked like a cutlass except that the actual blade was thick as a person's arm. Despite her age, she was actually quite youthful and beauteous. As she gazed at the person who called her, a sense of cold would descend, and she swam towards the 'surface' of the water and out of it, she asked,"And who the hell are you supposed to be, to call me here?"
