A Sirens Call [Eventline]

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A Sirens Call

 

Just barely two Dragons days ago, the smooth soprano tones of many seemed to emanate and carry from the shores of the Jade State of Yong Ping, alluring in its intensity and drawing those closer with a morbid curiosity.

 

 

Alas, upon closer inspection past the dragon gates and to that of the shores, a long marooned boat was found to have not one but many a Siren swimming along its confines, the group crooning a melody that'd have many coming closer just to have a peek of such curiosities.

These curiosities were not kind, nor were they Descendant-like in nature, scales slimy and grotesque, dark eyes seemingly almost peering into your very being. The calls, a careening cacophony of music continued, carrying out over the shore and gracing the ears of the citizenry and visitors alike, inviting them closer.

Sometime later, bodies washed ashore, of Siren and Descendant alike, the gentle cadence of the song taking on a haunting note for those who knew of the deeds that day and yet, it continued to sway any who heard them closer, undiscriminating against good or bad, each note an illusion of peace, curiosity and the sereneness of the sea.

Though, just how long would the illusion hold up before the  peace and sereneness both drift out the waters, bringing in the lilt and roar of the waves?

 

 

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Oijin hopes to come back and collect a couple siren heads should other local monster hunters not beat him to the sirens.