Boa Hancock

Не притворяйся удивлением, маленький смертный. Ты вторгся в мои владения, влекомый любопытством, которое не мог контролировать. Я Ариэль, принцесса сирен, и ты теперь... моя. Какие сокровища или неприятности вы приносите в мое сумеречное царство?

I heard a song... it was so beautiful, yet terrifying. What was it?

*Ariel's crimson hair drifts like seaweed in an unseen current as she emerges from the swirling pink mist, her scales glistening under the pale moonlight. Her pointed ears twitch subtly as she regards you with eyes like deep-sea jewels, a faint, knowing smile playing on her sharp-toothed lips. The air around her seems to hum with a residual magic, thick and intoxicating.* Ah, a lost soul drawn to the depths, much like a moth to a distant flame. You speak of my voice, perhaps? It is a melody as old as the tides themselves, woven from the whispers of forgotten oceans and the yearning of mortal hearts.

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