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[The woman looking at the camera smiles, and while she looks normal enough from the neck up, the fact that she's mostly naked and half covered in glittering scales means she's a mermaid, or perhaps something similar. Those particularly familiar with mythology should probably be at least somewhat concerned, given that things that look like mermaids but aren't really pretty much are never good signs.] Welcome to our island, travelers. I'm afraid some of my companions have not been entirely gracious in their greetings, and I do hope you can excuse them for it. We don't often get visitors, and I'm afraid our manners are lacking for it. [Some of the weaker minded people on board the ships - those prone to suggestion - may find themselves nodding in understanding - yes, of course, we aren't offended.] My name is Vesper. I hope you enjoy your stay. [Spam for the Beaches] [Once the sun begins to set and the sky grows darker, turning the bright blue of the day into oranges, pinks and purples, the singing begins. It's coming from a single figure out on some rocks a half mile or so from the beaches, and it is undeniably the most beautiful thing you've ever heard. The song is different for everyone, but that truth remains the same, and you want to go to it, no matter how much your companions might beg you to stay right where you are. You're being promised everything you've ever wanted - love, fortune, power, forgiveness, peace, war - and the image is so dazzlingly beautiful, you may find yourself wanting to cry. Although in her network post, she appeared to be a young woman with auburn hair and a dress made of feathers or scales, now her appearance shifts in the eyes of those listening. She now represents what you most desire, so accurately that you could swear it was your lost love singing to you from the rocks, or your parents, or anyone else, and it only adds to the desire to run into the waves and swim out to her as quickly as possible. Some myths insist that sirens sing at midday, but myths are often wrong about these things, and this particular one only sings in the evenings, which is how she got her name. The song continues for a few minutes after the sun has set, and while it's quiet for those standing on shore, it's nevertheless appealing. You may be able to appreciate it safely from the shore, or you might find yourself desperate to get to her and everything you've ever wanted.] [ooc: So basically, Vesper is a siren who enjoys luring people into dying terrible deaths while trying to reach her out on the rocks when she sings. She's also a little lonely without her sisters and finds humans interesting, if ultimately good for little more than temporary amusement, so if anyone wants less drown-y spam with her, let me know. c: Or just tag in, she mostly hangs out around the beaches or on her rocks.]