A nymph with ghostly pale skin rises into the surface from the Depths of the Abyss. She hovers and had her black metal harpoon gripped tightly on her right hand to head towards the mortal at the Manor’s docks. She swayed her hips with her floaty dress and waves her dull teal hair, as if she was like a deadly goddess. The residential player was doomed to be slaughtered by her beauty, like fish in a net.

It was only the matter of time when the Naiad took up her harpoon and points it at the human’s chin with a cold stare of her dark blue scar. She gave out a scowl to gesture her left hand through sign language of saying: “State your business here in Lakeside Village, mortal…”