The smell of fish would bug most Hylians and Humans alike.  It was a nasty, retched, and lingering smell that would make ones nose fall off, figuratively speaking.  The only real people who could stand the smell were Zora, Rito's, and Fisherman.  In fact, if anything, the smell would almost go unnoticed at times to the fisherman.  That was exactly the advantage for a slim, young figure at the edge of the town docks had.  His blonde hair was long and ran down both his shoulders and back.  A sword rested on his back, being held with a bandoleer to keep it from falling to the ground.  His name was Aiden.

His feet rested over the edge as his boots were laid next to his side.  The chilling water actually felt quite nice to him, the sole of his feet would barely touch the water.  A large fishing pole rested in his hands, one that he had made himself.  He had been looking to catch some dinner for later, since he really had no other job other than just the ones that he would help the locals with.  He was known by the more 'aristocratic' population of the area as a bum, but was quite popular among the rest of the village.

With the time ticking away, it almost seemed like he wasn't going to get a bite.  He sighed out a bit, mumbling something incoherent to himself.  At that moment, he felt a nibble, and a face of joy appeared on his face.  He jumped up to his feet, holding on to his rod as he struggled with his catch.  Some of the locals would look at him funny, but that wasn't his concern.  His eyes were locked on the water.  "[color=39b54a][i][b]Come on, you!  I need to get me something to eat![/b][/i][/color]"  He said, stepping back as his tug-of-war with the fish began to go towards his favor.  From a distance, one would think the scene looked funny...