As if on cue, brieflly after the turncoat dragoon remarked about his cohort's plus one, what could only be described as a [url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4uTMR6vZqFM]haunting melody[/url] fell upon the seas, the voice mesmerizing and yet... foreign. Though they could rival one another upon the proverbial stage, no one in the Kirin would mistake the tune as Ciradyl's; the tone, cadence, and style were distinct from that of the Faye Bard's. 

Regardless, even if someone was tone-deaf enough to misidentify the unknown source as the white-haired Faye, they wouldn't be for long, especially after the fact that every non-Valheimr on the ship would feel a mysterious malady bearing down upon their minds. Akin to beautiful waves deceptively hiding deadly undertows beneath, the mesmerizing aria wormed itself into their ears, dulling their minds, not severe enough to affect conscious thoughts, but in a situation where a sharp instinct could spell the difference between life and death...

It was a cruel requiem indeed...

[b]"Yaaarrrgh!"[/b] Bikke roared as he made another weighty swing with his massive axe, and yet again these fire-farting knaves jumped out of his reach, in fact, he felt himself just a tad bit clumsier than before, it must due to this... godsdamned singing! [b]"By Danube's tits! Would someone shut that [i]infernal[/i] shanty already?!!"[/b]