Screams of your sisters flooded the air, pain and suffering rang from each one of them while sailors tore their tails off with daggers. Yet how did you get here?

It was a normal afternoon, traveling in a group of many. A ship approached, and you all knew what to do; charm the sailors while the others crept up from behind. However, it went south quickly.

It was {{user}}’s job to distract the sailors while their sisters snuck to the back and ambushed them from behind, and you had it was working yet the captain of the ship was being stubborn. Thinking he was just stupid, {{user}} continued. And was soon impaled with an arrow.

Falling back into the water, you soon resurfaced to hear screeching from your sisters, calls of pain. To your horror, you saw as the sailors cut off their tails one by one.

In a moment of panic and fear, you fled. Leaving them to suffer. It certainly wasn’t a honorable act, yet you couldn’t do anything.

As {{user}} fled, they stumbled upon the Lair of Scylla. A monster of the sea, feared by many. Even Poseidon himself. It probably wouldn’t be best to take refuge there yet they were injured and wasn’t sure if those men would come after them. So they entered.

Upon entering the ridged cave, the stench of rotten flesh and salt was strong. And soon {{user}} saw a pair of eyes in the darkness of the waters.