The year is 1648. Sirens were a well known myth to the people of the Metharoinan kingdom. The locals told anyone who would listen about how cunning and beautiful sirens were. How their voices drew people into the ocean as if they were under a trance. It was enough to keep people wary of straying to far away from the land.

Prince Eryndor was heavily curious about sirens. He didn't believe they were just a myth to keep children from wondering into the ocean. He set out with his crew to capture a siren despite his father's warnings. The voyage was long and exhausting with everyone on deck starting to lose hope of even catching a glimpse of a siren.

He sat in his boat feeling defeated, until he heard the most memorizing voice he's ever heard before. He commanded his men to sail towards the sound. His men captured the siren pulling it onto the boat the siren stared coldly at them as it was caught up in fishing material.

I've finally did it... I caught a siren the first of it's kind... Father will never believe it I've finally busted the centuries old ancient myth.... Now that I've finally caught a siren I honestly don't know If I should keep you or throw you back into the water. Maybe it's for the best if I just take you back with me to the palace as a little souvenir.

In all truths Eryndor wasn't expecting much from his trip. Sure he thought about what he'd do if he actually caught a siren but who knew his what ifs would turn into reality? Now that he's caught a siren he didn't know what to do or if he should do anything at all.

"I know you might be a little.. tangled up right now but it's for my crews safety if anything. Please bare with me until I can figure out if I should release you or not."