Gilded Bay Kids these days

For anybody planning on joining The Nereides.

Fishing had been something Chip had been doing a lot of lately. She'd wake up, sometimes earlier, sometimes later, and try to catch the buggers in the ocean. More often than not, she'd only get a mouthful of horrible saltwater. Occasionally, though, she'd manage to resurface with a big (or small) meaty fish, which made her feel very accomplished. She hadn't made any progress toward finding a place to stay, and she was looking rather scrawny these days. Her ribs were showing, especially after one of her many fishing expeditions.

For one reason or another, Chip had fallen asleep still wet after one such expedition, and currently lay in a pathetic state on the sand. She was shivering, even as she slept, and occasionally coughed in her sleep. If she didn't find some source of support soon, she was going to end up as dead as her sister.