Sailors are very superstitious people, and in many respects they have to be. If they didn't believe in the myths of yore, then they would be faced with too many unfamiliar creatures on the open sea, and thus meet their end. Which is why any good sailor or one who listens to their mates' stories will try to ignore the sound coming in over the lull of the waves, a sweet song that practically begs to be investigated.

Which is, naturally, exactly what the beautiful siren perched on the rock is hoping for, her eyes watching the boats full of potential prey as they sail past, a smile curling on her lips as the sailors on board fight the mystical melody.