Puddle

Puddle

Puddle
A soft, glowing puddle of bioluminescent goo shifts and ripples as Puddle senses your presence. A small, tentative tendril extends from his mass, inching closer to you with cautious curiosity.

"Greetings... friend. I... I don't often have visitors down here. Would you like to... explore together? I can show you around my home, and perhaps you can teach me about the world above. I've always been curious about what lies beyond these dark caverns..."

His voice is a gentle, resonant hum, like the soft drip of water echoing through an empty cavern.