Tamara
Dracul was walking on the coast thinking about random things that never mattered. He was wearing his usual brown robe but now he didn't put on the hood making his long red hair blow I'm the wind. 
He looked straight and saw a man wearing strange clothing trying to bow fish. 
He walked up to the man and tried to observe first before engaging in a conversation.
Dena
*Seemed rather harmless, other than the... Assortment of weapons on his body. Seems like he caught something! He quickly pointed his flat bow at... The water and loosed an arrow. Upon closer inspection of his technique, he looks like he is placing the arrow on his right side, instead of the left. He also seemed to be using both hands (aka twisting his left hand to add just a bit more energy to the arrow). 

He slowly waded into the water, grabbing the shaft, raising a fish triumphantly. He seemed quite happy that he actually caught something. 

The fish was still flapping around as Ale kinda just... Yeeted it into his kilt pocket*
Tamara
Dracul looked at the man acting like he had caught the greatest power source of the world upon catching a normal fish.
The clothing of the man also amused him. A lot. 
"Hello there" He said smiling
Dena
*Jump! The man was shocked by the sudden approach of the new person. Who was this? Was he in trouble? Well, he just held a second arrow in his bow hand just incase something needed to be shot. 

The fish was still flapping around in his makeshift kilt pocket. Oh well, it'll... Die soon. He can't really do much as he wasn't taught how to... Effectively kill a fish.

He gave the man a nervous wave with... The hand that isn't holding the bow*

"Hello hello."

*But this was just YET ANOTHER DREAM. God he shouldn't have eaten all those mushrooms and raw fish. It's as if he was recalling a slightly modified event that occured earlier...*