Aug 23, 2017
Meara rose up from the abyssal waters she called home. She was excited today; she'd found something interesting, and couldn't wait to show it to someone else. Spotting the familiar sight of a ship whose ghostly crew she'd come to know well, she swam over in their direction and popped up beside the vessel. "Buenos dias!" she greeted those aboard it.
“Capitan! Es la sirena!” one of the young undead officers called out from the side of the ghostly vessel. Soon after this, the thunderous sound of heavy boots echoed through the ship, before the infamous Spanish captain appeared from his quarters, glancing down at the crystal blue sea beneath him.“….Meara? What are you doing here?” he demanded, he seemed to be in a particularly bad mood today.
