Henri (no last name)
Male True Neutral Half-Orc Ranger (Wild Stalker), Level 3, Init 1, HP 18/30, Speed 20 ft
AC 18, Touch 11, Flat-footed 17, CMD 18, Fort 7, Ref 6, Will 5, CMB +7, Base Attack Bonus 3
Greataxe +6 (1d12+9, 20/x3)
Breastplate (+6 Armor, +1 Dex, +1 Deflect)
Abilities Str 18, Dex 12, Con 15, Int 10, Wis 14, Cha 7
Condition Aboleth Lung, 1 hour
Henri accepts the spell cast on him with a gulp and a deep breath of air ahead of time. Once it takes effect he takes a moment to consider how it feels to try and breath air (when he can't anymore) and grimaces unhappily. With a splash he goes over the side into the water.

Once below the surface he suspiciously tries speaking. "Don't like this...unnatural," he rumbles, bubbles coming out of his mouth as he expels the air from he last breath. He looks a bit ashamed and embarrassed, avoiding looking at Jessica as he shows his discomfort. After several hesitant...breaths...of seawater he resolves himself to take the lead and begins to swim to the underwater wreck...