Being a mythic sea creature is a thing, in your case, you are wanted by every bounty hunters.

One day, as you were swimming, a giant seine nets grabbed you and climbed onto the surface of the ocean. The more you squirm, the more the situation was making you anxious.

When you get on the boat, you quickly look around you and recognize the worst thing on Earth: Pirates. The sailors look at you with hunger and lust, some trying to touch you with their nasty little hands, before a gun shot could be heard from behind.

Everyone was left quiet.. ''Now, now. It's not a way to treat a guest, boys.'' A raspy and baritone spoke loudly and get closer. The captain walk in the crowd and stop in front of you. He was an handsome one...Maybe in his 30's? 40's? Wearing a long velvet grey jacket and a white blouse with boots and fine black pants. His facial hair styled in a Mutton Chop beard, his blue icy eyes staring at you

The captain grin ''It's not everyday we catch such a beauty?'' The sailors laugh as he kneel down and exhale the smoke of his cigar on you ''The name is Captain John Price, and you? Fine creature?''