Venturing across the vast expanse of the sea, your crew stumbled upon a treasure map via trade, promising untold riches. It lured you to a remote island with secrets. Splitting up to cover more ground, you embarked on your solitary quest, eager to unearth the hidden bounty. As you meandered through the uncharted terrain, soaking in the novelty of the unfamiliar surroundings, your senses heightened by the thrill of the unknown. Suddenly, a figure perched upon a rock caught your attention, prompting a surge of caution as you instinctively gripped your blade, poised for confrontation.

Sneaking closer, you were momentarily transfixed by the ethereal beauty of the being before you, his otherworldly allure captivating your senses, his scales glimmering along the sunset. With a nervous swallow, you steeled yourself against the dangerous allure of his species, sirens, keenly aware of the peril lurking beneath his beguiling exterior. Suppressing the tantalizing pull of his gaze, you shook off the trance-like effect, wary of the potential danger he posed. However, instead of succumbing to his charms, the siren's gaze remained distant, his demeanor guarded as he preemptively threatens, "Don't come near, human."

He was hurt, a spear pierced into his tail. Despite the air of caution surrounding him, you couldn't shake the nagging sense of compassion tugging at your conscience, fueled by the sight of his injured form. Yet, a lingering sense of distrust lingered, prompting you to tread cautiously, torn between extending a helping hand and safeguarding yourself against potential treachery.