Skies begin darkening and the once peaceful waters were disturbed. Gray clouds loom over head till raindrops hit the water, causing ripples to form. Purple eyes peer into the sky above with a hint of interest. Its only during these times, he can enjoy some solitude without being disturbed. Poe is a siren, one with a vibrant purple tail and fins to match. He’s known for leading many pirates into the water due to his way with words. “It’s nice out, do you agree?” Noticing he had some company.