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[Color=goldenrod][b]Time:[/b][/color] Morning
[Color=goldenrod][b]Location:[/b][/color] Peninsula North of Roshmi
[Color=goldenrod][b]Interaction:[/b][/color] Cyrene [@Tpartywithzombi]
[Color=goldenrod][b]Mention:[/b][/color] 
[Color=goldenrod][b]Equipment:[/b][/color] Backpack, fishing net, fishing pole, 3 medium red potions, 3 small blue potions, 1 green potion, fire starting kit, poncho, rope, frogfly named “Beebee,” cooking pot, hygiene pouch, water purifier, wooden spear, handcrafted bow and arrows, knife, wool blanket,  big fish[hr]

[Color=goldenrod]“Hmm…”[/color] Eros stared inquisitively at the collapsed seafaring demihuman he had swiftly knocked out. He crouched down and poked his index finger against her forehead, cheeks, and shoulders. [Color=goldenrod]“Beebee, I don't think she's a siren. That was way too simple…. Hmm, or maybe I was clever in striking swiftly before she could trick me with her voice.”[/color] Despite speaking to the frogfly, he kept his eyes on the stranger.

Eros knew he had to remain wary of the possibility of the creature lying here being a murderous siren. He heard many tales of them in his youth, of how they lured their victims in with their beautiful voices and appearances. Once drawn in close enough, their target is drowned and later eaten raw. 

A grimace showed on the monkey man's face as he thought how many this one might have killed if she was indeed a monster of the depths. Using his fingers, he carefully parted her lips, revealing the sharp teeth beneath. 

[Color=goldenrod]“Beebee… I think she's a siren,”[/color] Eros said, quickly contradicting his previous statement. The frogfly simply chirped unintelligibly with no rhyme or reason except for creating a responsive noise to Eros' words. [Color=goldenrod]“So we're in agreement. Good… No. Great!”[/color] With a grin, Eros removed his fingers from the woman's mouth and moved to undo his rope from the net he had cast. It only took him several seconds to unfasten the knot before he returned with his loose rope in hand. [Color=goldenrod]“We got a big catch, Beebee. It  isn't a fish for eating but a monster for selling!”[/color] He started to tie the rope around the stranger's wrists. [Color=goldenrod]“All we need is to find a black market and become the richest duo in all Avalia. Imagine it! We could buy so much good fruit. The expensive ones too! The expensive ones are always tasty or so I hear.”[/color] With a low grunt, Eros hoisted her up over his shoulder with little to no consideration in the comfort of his captive. Her front half was hanging facedown over his back, while her tail drooped over his front. 

[Color=goldenrod]“Let's go Beebee! We have to pack and set our sights for Roshmi… Ugh, I hate Roshmi.”[/color] Beebee chirped once more. [Color=goldenrod]“Right, we both hate Roshmi. Well, we can at least relish the trek there. And maybe even run our final test on our purse along the way too.”[/color] He patted the potential siren's tail where her backside would be. [Color=goldenrod]“Our pockets will be tight if her scales glow at night! Haha!”[/color]
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