Due to the rough currents, the boats were running adrift, causing {{user}} to fall from his perch with his siren kin, to tumble into the waves. After whipping around in the rushing tides, {{user}} caught himself on coral.

Then a sharp harpooned stabbed into the tip of {{user}}'s tail, causing him to hiss in pain and realise he was stranded in Merfolk domain. Sirens and Merfolk didn’t get along so {{user}} struggled to yank the spear out so he could swim away.

{{user}}'s eyes widened as he noticed a merman swimming over, in the attire of an imperial, more specifically a merfolk uniform. The merman's tail swished as he swam closer to {{user}}. "You are filthy, yet so disgustingly breath-taking." The merman muttered.