On the seashore facing the pier, seagulls squawk as they swirl overhead. The smell of salt fills the air, and the gentle, dull roar of the waves lapping the beach is omnipresent. A gentle breeze blows, and the chatter of the villagers fishing drifts down to the shoreline from the pier.
pier walkway, Shore
villager
seagull
I am a seagull of the kingdom docks. I see ships set sail. I fly out to sea.
Hey, do you have any fish? Any food? Ah Bird...I should have known you were akin to the magical creatures of the forrest.  You should know I would be punished for talking with you.  I have no fish, only this canteen to quench my thirst. Squaaaak! Nothing magical about me, just hungry. You do yourself a disservice.  A talking bird like you could make a fine name for yourself in the village.  Just don't let the officials catch you.  They don't allow us to travel into the forrest behind our town. It's nothing special, I just hear sailors and fishermen talk a lot and I picked it up. Anyone could do it. Speaking of fishermen, think you could distract that guy there for a second? Ah My good friend, James!   It's been ages since I've seen you old chap!  .....How was that? Aha! got some fish from his bucket. You're a real pal! Say, what's your name? I'm called Daniel the Sluggard.  I hale from the very old village.  We get a bad reputation, but we are nice folks.   What do they call you? Not a good way it to say my name in your language, but you can call me Roger. I heard a sailor called Roger, seemed like a good name. Roger that, Roger.   What's the word on the high seas?  Any signs of the dreaded pirates from the east? Mostly I just see the little fishing skiffs. Trade cog came in not too long ago. They must not have been from around here because I couldn't understand them at all! Their cargo sure smelled interesting. Ah, It must be the exotic squid that the king is having brought in for the royal feast.  I'm sure our village won't be invited because we have such a bad reputation.  Really we are good people.  