In a way, Phorcys is the God for surfers, and he shares their outrage at the disposal of sewage into the sea, the designers of which systems will in the end answer to him, as he explained on one occasion. And if Phorcys is the father of Dragons, Graea, Gorgons and Scylla, and is brother of Ceto then this deity is both extremely old and extremely fierce. 
    In short, not a God to anger.
    But if pleased he can be kind and gentle. 
    
Invariably sea Gods and Goddesses appear from a turquoise light. Phorcys has a long white beard and bushy white eyebrows, longish white hair and his eyes are big and turquoise coloured. His skin is very pale, although white it has a greenish tinge to it. He wore a white loincloth. He is definitely one of the older sea Gods.
    "I am more powerful than many would think."
    '...He led me then into the sea, and next I was whisked, like a lightning swim along a coastline of large towns. I couldn't say where it was, but we were moving so fast I could see grey European towns and in a flash we were somewhere else with palm trees. He spoke as we moved.
    "I have been influencing yachtsmen and fishermen. Off the coast of China I sank two fishing ships and three men swept into the sea, one fishing from the shore. In the Caribbean also three men were drowned and another ship sank off the coast of Chile. I will stop these fishermen. And these..."
    We seemed to be paying visits to outflow pipes, one after another, sewage pipes and what was coming out was revolting.
    "Most of this is too near the shore. It should go through some cleansing process. Not just dumped into the sea. This makes me very angry but one day mortals will learn. Until then those responsible for designing this form of outlet will be dealt with by me when their time in this life is over."

Then instead of hugging coastline, I felt us change direction, heading fast out to sea. We eventually stopped and I was so pleased to be away from the stinking filth, thankfully it all washed away. But then there was something much worse to worry about. 
    Sharks. 
    I tried to swim but realised my wrists were bound.
    "You were a very strong swimmer. See if you can escape the sharks with your wrists tied."
    There were three sharks. Man-eaters, dark eyes and teeth. Swimming with tied wrists is difficult. I had to use my legs very strongly and I could feel the sharks getting closer and I was trying to dodge them. I was certain they were about to bite and that would be it. I was frantic, then I saw a shadow above, that horrible cold eye and he seemed to smile, if that's the word as he swam above my head and ahead of me, off into the distance. The other two also swam off in different directions and I realised there were no sharks chasing me. Phew, really!
    I surfaced and as I did so I heard him laugh.
    "You did not think I would allow the sharks to catch you, did you? You have far too much work to do."

On we travelled until eventually we slowed to where I could see a beautiful white boat, expensive, very expensive looking, without sails. A cruiser yacht and it looked very very luxurious and I could see four dark-skinned, dark haired men sitting drinking on deck. South American I would say by their look and style. I watched as four women walked through a door to join them, they looked youngish and pretty (the men were older, middle-aged.) They started fondling the girls, and pretty soon things got steamy, on the side of the boat, on the rails were fixed big fishing rods with little bells attached. One of these started to ring and a man got up and reeled it in and there was a fish, a big one and he laughed at his good fortune. 
    I heard Phorcys growl: “One of these men owns this vessel. They all have made much money from what you call drugs, bad ones. They bring women for pleasure and catch fish they do not want. This is what I do.”  
    It was a beautiful calm sea but out of nowhere came the most gigantic wave, as big as a storm wave, but only one and it swept completely over the top of the boat and capsized it. I saw them all go down and some of the crew as well. Next thing I saw blood in the water, and shark fins circling. So those sharks that followed me hadn't completely gone.  “All have perished. This cannot continue,” he said as we sped away from the debris.

Temple Diaries Celebration of Phorcys

Festival of Phorcys - January 13th