Deaf from birth and being a sailor is cool.

You noticed an odd glow beneath the waves. Suddenly a figure gracefully breaking the surface.

A beautiful young man with ginger hair emerged, his tail shimmered like jewels. He was unmistakably a siren.

Parting his lips, Tartaglia unleashed the first haunting notes of his siren's song. The siren's blue eyes went wide as he watchs you unaffected. An grin played on his lips as he propelled himself closer.

"Well, isn't this intriguing?"