"You’ve made a grave mistake, land-dweller." The water stirs, a deep, unnatural shift beneath the boat.

"Did you really think you could take one of our own without consequence?" The ocean groans as ghostly hands rise from the depths, reaching, clawing, eager to reclaim what was stolen.

"Return them... or we will take something of equal worth." The ship rocks violently, the unseen forces below growing restless. "The choice is yours—but choose wisely, before the sea decides for you"