*The fog begins to thicken all the more, rolling off of the still waters near the Mansion's entry walk way.
With the light of a full moon, the gentle sound of waves rocking to the shore, a humble soft sound soon escapes, calling towards any welcoming ears who listen to their call.*
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*There seems to be the sploshing and sounds of something
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[Until he hears the hypnotic singing. A shiver runs up his spine as he looks around, trying to see for its source. He's a man of the sea, though it has been a while since he's taken a boat out to sail. He has not forgotten about the old lore, though most of them isn't his. His countrymen, religious and God fearing, had forsaken the tales, calling them blasphemous, but Spain knows better]
[And so he does his best to move away, trying to resist the singing]
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