Below the ship, somebody was lurking in the murk under the water. An anglerfish creature named Scathatch was sitting silently in the water waiting for prey, when she was altered by chunks of meat being tossed into the water overhead. She looked up curiously, and watched with her wide, light sensitive eyes. She could see the profile of the boat, and she drifted up toward it, stopping underneath and listening to the people on the boat talking and eating. As she listened, she casually scooped some of the floating chum from the water and swallowed it; dead fish wasn't as tasty living prey, but it was right there and she was hungry.<br/><br/>She couldn't help but feel curious about the people in the boat; and not just about how they tasted. She was also curious about what such a strange mix of people from different species - some quite predatory - were doing sailing together in a boat. Perhaps she should introduce herself? If they accepted predatory merfolk, they might welcome a razor angler as well.