Inktober Attempt (5)

Spoiler alert, I get a whole of 5 days in.

Now more Cymothoa Exigua than fish, he's still got a charming face. Though it went from being the front of his head to the side. Got a good gill raker for a winning smile!

Wool-o'-the-Whisps. They float silently through the air, putting innocent passersby into a deep, neverending sleep.

Ol' Bulky! A beloved rinky-dink little ship, which unfortunately went down with its crew. But the spirit of camaraderie lying dormant in its planks is strong, stronger than any waves or tides. Now, reanimated with the help of some (supernaturally) amicable barnacles, this communal compadre wanders the seabeds and shores aiding sailors in need of help. So next time you find yourself with some nautical company, ask them if they have any stories involving the famed Friendship.

Hey! Hey! Look! Look! The Radio, it jumped and shook. Lookie, lookie! Turn me up! "That damned thing just won't shut up!" Did you hear the news? Did you see, did you see? "Quiet, please, just leave me be!" No! Never! I will not go away! I'll chitter and chatter and I will stay! I'll talk and talk and talk some more! Truth is, poor thing's just insecure.

The mightiest warrior of less than an inch with the fabled Blade of Grass. Exiled by his former Queen, he's still honor-bound to protect these lands. A wanderer without a purpose, a Ronin, he is... The Nanorai!