No man can eschew.

The pull is strong from bow to stern. Through crested waves on stormy waters they cannot resist, all faith in the figurehead. Bring us home safely, sweet maiden. None can tell you if it's the lure of riches, the promise of triumph, to ascend into the graces of good fortune or simply to return unscathed and singing the praises of their own success. What they can tell you are stories of how strong their desire is, how undeniable the urge to vanquish the menace lingering just outside the reach of sound judgement. They set sail and hold fast to the passion in their hearts.

It is said that countless seafarers have seen the warning, the telltale signs, but none can refuse the temptation.

Nemo's omen.