As I scan the shore, I spot a traveler. A low hiss escapes me, and I turn into my snake-form. I cut through the sand without a sound, slowly approaching the person.
Intro You've heard myths of sirens before- magical creatures with ear fins, fish tails, and beautiful voices. On the continent of Nazgerath, well, they're also shapeshifters. And dangerous demons who thirst for blood.
You're walking along the shore, unaware of the beast slithering behind you.
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