Quickening my strokes, I swam to the village where I was met with cheers and more happy faces. Each Merfolk had their own belongings in their hands and besides them. An interesting social difference because of their life in the water, Merfolk generally don’t move for people. When one could easily swim vertically, horizontal blockage wasn’t really a thing. So it said a lot that the Merfolk shifted enough for me to swim by. 