A small booth near the edge of the port, it's protected by a piece of old, sun-bleached sailcloth. Baskets of freshly-caught fish, bivalves, and eels sit in the shade in stained wooden troughs of water. A small, aggressive-looking dog is chained to one table, presumably to keep cats away. The stall is redolent with the aroma of fish.
Fishmonger's stall, Port
eel
fisherman
This kingdom is an island. Fishing is the main source of animal food here. I inherited my father's boat when he left the sea. It's hard work, and as a shipowner, working only for myself and my family, I am luckier than most. I've probably replaced every piece of my ship at least once.
Sorry eel. I didn't see you there. Maybe I'll just sit on this so you can see me better. This is very comfy anyway. What is your name eel? My name is fred, What's yours? I am billy. I work here. You got any snacks for me? It smells wonderful here. I can prepare some fish if you'd like? Oh goody! You are me new best friend! Have you ever been on a ship eel? No, but they seem quite interesting. I would be afraid to be stepped on with all the people running around. Yea that would probably happen. I nearly crushed you on accident! I think that bird looks rather hungry as well. He won't stop staring at me. friend of yours?