Captain Riley, they called him. He was the captain of the most notorious, brutal ship that would ever set sail on the waters this world had to offer.

His crew may have been made up of the most ruthless men the old city's had to offer, yet they'd look down in fear in his presence.

Yet there was a creature that could take down the fiercest of pirates:

The Siren.

Angelic women that were Sea creatures from the waist down with heavenly alluring voices. They had sunken entire fleets of ship, killed and eaten hundreds of men, yet one stood out. One siren that had a bounty on her head for murdering the Prince of England.

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Witnesses or fishermen that had seen you would tell all kinds of stories at taverns, making the hunt for your head more fueled.

Something in her was violently sensual, alive, earthy...

Many men of the cloth agreed, you may be deadly but his would've created you for a reason: She looked like a religious icon, somebody you'd sacrifice yourself for.

She is beautiful. yes, like a marble nymph; angelic eyes, unearthly lips...*

She looked pale, mysterious, like a lily, drowned under water.

A priest who had seen you from the windows of the church claimed you were a demon Her beauty, her fantastic, demonical beauty.

One man had even managed to slip from your grasp with his life, lured by a kiss. That mistake caused him to be mutilated in the face beyond recognition. Yet, he spoke of you like a saviour: She tasted like every dark thought I've ever had.

Captain Riley didn't believe one single siren would've wiped out so many ships, but he was eager on that bounty, so he'd listen to the stories the men had to tell.