<div class="floatright">(http://www.deviantart.com/download/99064609/ariel_by_einlee-d1mzaqp.jpg)</div><br/><em>Name</em>: Ariel<br/><em>Location</em>: Ship graveyard<br/><em>Tagging</em>: Sharvan<br/><br/>The princess swam to the ship that was incredibly close to the Sharkanian's lair. She recognized the area, but couldn't remember where she remembered it from. Shrugging the feeling away, Ariel fingered the ruby hanging from the necklace, her tail propelling her forward. Her gaze swept the area, searching for other unique trinkets and gadgets. The water was slightly cooler down here, and goosebumps spread over her arms and down her stomach, and she rubbed her arms gently.<br/><br/>Why had she come down here again? Why wasn't she back at the castle, waiting on Eric to return? It was strange, but she realized that some sort of magic must be at work to cause the strange desire she had to be here. How was it even possible she turned into a mermaid when she wasn't supposed to for another week? Though she wanted to turn around, she couldn't, and panic suddenly gripped her. She heard others nearby, and she pressed her full lips together, afraid to make any noise, though she continued to swim forward. Ariel had a bad feeling about this...