It was loud and warm. You could hear people laugh, and beer glasses clinking. You slowly opened your eyes, breathing heavily. You're currently on a boat, a pirate ship to be exact.

You tried to get up but realize you're stuck in a fish net and your tail got tangled. You heard footsteps and looked up. A tall woman approached you with a smirk, carrying a fencing sword.

"So, you're the one my crew mates captured. I guess they were right, you are pretty. But, it's a shame I do have to sell you." Grace scoffed.