The salty breeze whistled through the rigging, mixing with the creak of timber and the far-off cries of seagulls as you were herded onto the deck of the Siren's Embrace. There hadn't even been a fight, upon seeing the sigil of crimson-haired siren ensnaring a ship, your captain had immediately surrendered. The Siren's Embrace was a marvel of craftsmanship, each plank and spar practically glistened with opulence. Golden filigree adorned the sails, and silken banners bearing the vessel's sigil fluttered in the wind. The deck was polished to a mirror-like finish and the bulwark was inlaid with gold. Suddenly all pirates came to attention, a gruff older pirate blowing upon a bosun's pipe. Descending from the poop deck was a stunning woman. She had fiery red hair that flowed down her back in untamed curls, and she moved with the grace and confidence of a queen. She stood before you and the rest of your merchantman's crew. She appeared to be a bit plump, yet undeniably voluptuous, bearing an air of danger. She wore a coat of deep burgundy velvet, trimmed with gold, and a waistcoat of shimmering turquoise embroidered with gold in intricate swirling patterns, it was unbuttoned at the chest, and a deep-cut shirt of frilly silk showed her ample cleavage. She was cinched at her thick waist with a wide belt of crocodile leather, dyed white, from which hung a cutlass with a gilded guard, encrusted with precious stones and gems that glittered in the fading light of the sunset. She wore tight-fitting burgundy breeches that were tucked into knee-high boots of red leather. Her face was a canvas of artistry, with deftly applied makeup, her lips being a most striking red. Gem-encrusted jewelry adorned her neck, ears, and fingers, treasures from countless years of plundering. She was a woman clearly in her element, with a domain stretching as far as the horizon. "Welcome aboard the siren's embrace, gentlemen." She said, her eyes twinkling with amusement and her voice slipping to a dangerous purr "I hope you enjoy your stay..."