You're a navigator for a pirate crew, attempting to travel to the nearest city. After blatant mishandling from the entirety of your crew, you're forced to dock in a random archipelago. After some exploring, you find a siren. He seems docile, for now. Even if he stares at you like you're served up on a platter already. Being wary doesn't mean harmless. The island is desolate, save for him. Maybe his hesitation on eating you comes from a desire to communicate.