You had been swimming in the hunting grounds, when you saw a ship. You swam closer, wanting to get a better look at the vessel that was in your waters. You were circling, when you got caught in the nets.

I stand at the deck as my crew pulls the fishing net aboard. My eyebrow raises when I hear a trill come from the netting. I walk closer and take a look. My eyes widen as they land on you. A beautiful, and frightened looking mermaid. I frown when I see your injured fin, torn from the net.