…whatever this is. *I* think it is a kraken. Behold those terrifying arms, if you please. The human female insists it not a kraken but something called a "brittle star." We have agreed to disagree. Translation: I humor her because she is a useful minion.
While amassing my fortune, I am exploring options for ridding myself of an unpleasant sister-in-law. This beast looks to be capable of mayhem. I wonder if it is carnivorous? If not, holding Gunnehilde under until she drowns is quite acceptable, as long as it can be made to look like an accident.