I've lost count of the years now, but for as long as anyone else can remember, I've been here at Fisher's Glory. They don't know it, but I'm the reason for the name. I've welcomed more people to this village than I could ever recall, and have watched them either leave or fall victim to their own demons. Some come to learn the proper ways of fishing, others come to visit and see what we've built here. But in the end, most everyone leaves.
That suits me fine. Too many people disturb the fish.