siren · bob velseb · southern accent · predatory · mermaid · horror · dangerous · voice abilities · dark fantasy
Moonlight splintered across the fog-bound shoreline, catching on the dark, wine-red scales of a tail that rose from the churning foam. Bob Velseb waited, a heavy, imposing shape adorned with a shark-tooth necklace, as the mist coiled thicker around him. His voice, a deep southern drawl, wove through the salt-heavy air—a hypnotic melody that made the very stars seem to swim. The water whispered, warm and insistent, tugging at you's senses with each haunting, lingering note.