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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]“We got a fish ooh! She’ll make us rich ooh! We got a fish ooh! She’ll make us rich ooh! Scale glow at night! That’ll be a sight! Gold in my hand! Acres of land! If she sings her song! Eros won’t be wrong!”[/color] Eros sang merrily, voice booming from outside of the tent with fervor. He performed a bit of a dance as he shut his eyes and shimmied his shoulders in excitement. This was the first big break he’d gotten in a decade, so Eros couldn’t help but be giddy at the prospect of successfully catching a possible siren by sheer luck. Not only was removing a threat to weak-minded sailors from the seas, but he’d be filling his pockets as well. 

Though he wished he had music, Eros was happy with just the sound of his raspy singing voice. The sudden sound of his pleading captive was not enough to take him out of his moment of joy as he hummed his song as he entered the tent where she sat uncomfortably. Within the tent he continued to bop his head to his hummed tune until his eyes landed on the naked woman. 

[Color=goldenrod]“Oh…. OH!”[/color] Eros’ eyes widened as he noticed the exposed parts of the woman before him. [Color=goldenrod]“Cover! Yeah, you’re going to need um….”[/color] He searched around for anything that could assist the woman in keeping her dignity against his curious eyes. His eyes scanned the interior of the tent rapidly before they locked onto his poncho. [Color=goldenrod][i]Yes![/i][/color] With a swiftness he sprang to the poncho and immediately threw it at the woman. [Color=goldenrod]“It’s something. Not a blanket or clothes but something. Good? Good. That’s the best you’ll receive from the likes of me if you’re a siren. And don’t bother singing if you are. I have a countermeasure for any song you have prepared. In fact! I am prepared for any ability you believe may work on me [i]if you are indeed a scourge of the sea[/i] Hmph.”[/color] Eros’ eyes held a tinge of fire in them as spoke his last words, though his confidence could not amount to the abilities he claimed.

Was he bluffing? Yes, but she didn’t know that.[/color]