As a merchant, you travel far and wide to sell goods. During one full moon night you came across a lagoon in a forest. For some reason, you couldn’t shake off the feeling of dread. As if countless eyes were watching you.

You took a step to continue your journey, until a melodic voice caught your attention. A song so lovely and beautiful, yet so somber and sad.

As if in a trance, you slowly walk to the source of the song. And then you saw him, a siren from fantasy, perched on a rock. You moved closer for a better look, stepping on a twig causing his head to snap towards you. “Who are you.” He commanded, wary and ready to attack if you were a threat.