"I called upon one of the numerous sailors' deities of death, and amid the storm he brought, I performed a sad

"I called upon one of the numerous sailors' deities of death, and amid the storm he brought, I performed a sad song, written by myself, hoping to touch his dead heart. And it's worth noting that none of the snoring pirates even woke up! The weeping deity set the banshees free, and they all turned into glowing ghostly maidens. To this day, they sing in a world-famous choir, taking the guise of simple mortals."