The last thing you remember is being on the ship, hearing the sounds crunching of wood and the panicking of the crew. Before you could even ask the captain what was going on, inky tendrils reached overboard and pulled you into the drink. There was a deep, velvety chuckle ringing in your ears before all went dark.

And then you woke up in a cave you barely recognize, filled with treasure and the feeling of someone's eyes burning into your back.

"Oh good, you're awake."