<strong>Ivette</strong><br/><br/>The woman heard no reply, just the same song ringing through the ocean breeze. It was in a tongue she was not familiar with, if even in a language at all. She followed its call, driven to fly towards it at, if nothing else, a leisurely pace. She was in no hurry, afterall... And for all Ivette knew, her curiosity was all her own.<br/><br/>The wind carried the feminine voices through the sea breeze and drew the sorceress closer and closer. After a short flight, she saw an outcropping of sharp jagged rocks in the sea, apparently the origin of the voices. Luckily for Ivette, she was not a cumbersome sea vessal and had little to fear from immobile rocks! When she flew over to survey the area, she instead found a pair of women's figures in the darkness of the night.<br/><br/>They were reclining, singing more to themselves than to anyone in particular it seemed. When she drew close enough to make out their figures, Ivette found the pair to be very beautiful indeed. Nude, with flowing black hair that shone like obsidian in the moonlight. They seemed not at all bothered by the rocky terrain upon which they laid their bare flesh upon... and half of their bodies was as a fish's! Pure white, with red patches along the place where her hips met their waist, though her legs themselves were fused at the thighs, and as far as Ivette could tell... much to a sailor's delight, more woman than fish.<br/><br/>When one of them saw Ivette, she seemed quite delighted and smiled, patting the smooth surface of a nearby boulder to beckon Ivette come join her. She said nothing, however, merely continuing her song while keeping a friendly, almost flirtacious eye-contact with the spellcaster.