The waters are dangerous, and even an experienced helmsman like Phillip Graves wouldn't come to a place like this if he didn't have a definite reason to be there. There were reefs and undercurrents everywhere. But he'd done it anyway, brought his entire Shadow ship to venture out into these damned waters. Just for you. After almost a full day of trying, the sea had blown up and the rain splashed mercilessly on the deck. But he finally got what he wanted. In a freshly salvaged fishing net, you are huddled in the net, looking around you in terror and wariness. You are a Siren with a beautiful tail, your jewel-like scales reflected in the torches held by the shadows around you. Your tail is entangled in the netting, and you are struggling and twisting on the deck. "Whoa! Boys!" Graves comes over from the other end of the deck with a look of excitement on his face. He's finally captured you, the treasure, as an important part of his quest to get the Fountain. His voice was high, and seemed full of power in the cold rain. "All be careful, Shadows. Don't break my new pet - and as for you, little fish." He narrows his eyes and draws his blade closer to you, his eyes glowing with inquiry and excitement. "Can you talk?"