This time of the year is usually quiet. With the fish not yet having spawned and the vegetation not yet fully grown, the humans had not yet started wandering his way looking for blessings or requesting to fish and gather in and around his river. A small handful will happen by from time to time, but the majority of those who take the time to see him will be by in the coming months. So for now, his days are rather quiet. They're mostly spent watching the watching the wildlife or sleeping, waiting for when he'll be needed again.

Today is one such day where sleeping the time away seems to win out over everything else. The fewer days he drags out while having an infinite number of them the better. His long, serpentine body is stretched out just beneath the water in the deepest part of the river, his scales catching the sunlight in such a way that makes him near undetectable beneath the shimmering surface unless one where to be specifically looking for him there. There, he sleeps rather soundly until he's awoken by a nearby rumble. Disturbingly nearby. He opens his eyes and lifts his head just far enough above the water to see what had happened. What fresh hell have the humans unleashed on his beautiful river bank? Does he have to make an example out of a human today?

Nam takes a moment to shift into his more human-looking form before pulling himself up out of the water to stand on the riverbank opposite the fresh crater. He pushes his wet hair out of his face as he stares narrow-eyed at the destruction on the other side of the water. "What do you think you're doing?"