Gilded Bay Honghap miyeokguk

she wasn't the only one who knew what bounty could be found on the rocks.

the bard carefully picked his way from plinth to plinth, with experienced surety avoiding a mangled end brought about by an unlucky step. his coat worked against him, yes, but he was familiar with its physics. soon, he could smell the mussels, and in his giddiness he began to howl and woof a tune.