|| I really like this concept. Fomorians are originally from deep below the sea, so their true forms and height are pretty large. With so much hair underwater that some deep sea fish used to live in it. Thick skin to protect from Leviathans and glowing tattoos to communicate.

－ 𝙁𝙤𝙢𝙤𝙧𝙞𝙖𝙣 𝙋𝙤𝙬𝙚𝙧.

Its finally getting cold again... Thank the Gods...

She's fallen back into her yearly logging troop. She might be able to stay all year but she likes wandering too much during the summer and spring. Already her foreman is begging her to stay...

They don't care as long as quotas are met and well- you aren't causing trouble.

Every season one or two. They always leave roughly the same time we lose a Jack or Jill.

No. I'm just a really tall foreign woman who only occasionally speaks English. Remember?

Leave it alone. Please.

Another tattoo maybe.

If you show up I don't know you and won't help you.

Watching from nearby.

It takes her a bit to think it over but... "Hello? Are you injured? Do you need help?" She decides to risk any trouble that this might bring, stomping a few steps closer.

Running a few fingers over the scars she got from the last time she dove to the abyssal level... Giant Squid.

She watches the lights for a good minute or two. Familiar with "Deep Ocean" languages she focused for a moment. Until all along her many tattoos bright blues and pinks began to dance. That pattern had always felt calming to her. She reached out a hand. "Don't worry."

For the sake of comfort she kept her own glow going. Letting pink and blue sea creatures ripple across her skin. "Far from home I would imagine." She accepted the tentacle, giving it a soft pat with her other arm. "I can take you to the water if you want."

That was... new? She had seen many creatures before, but none like her. "I could carry you, at least off the beach." She helped hide her from the sun as best she could. It wouldn't be too hard with her size. "What are you?"

She didn't know what to make of that first part but she knew that last part too well. "I can help with that if you don't mind me carrying you. I have a cabin not far from here and there is a salt water lake nearby that is deep and dark." She only had the two colors. Sad.

She picks her up with care, not worried about how much she may weigh but more worried about if she was getting all of her. "Okay... Don't worry." Speaking out loud again. She would carry her all the way to the leak and then walk her down to the bottom too if necessary.