New experiences were hard to come by when you had traveled as much as Bart had. Starting out as a sailor for a merchant ship his people skills along with outside the box solutions to logistics made him a natural fit for a quartermaster position, but at this moment he was a young boy in awe of a new experience. 

“What was that…” The older man said. He sounded like he was about to cry, but it was more that his body seemed to suddenly crave an energy that was there and then gone. His whole body felt heavier after only moments ago it felt so light.

What the elf said was true. She may not be running away with a child expecting, but she was certainly carrying something of great importance. This was magic, but not the kind he had ever seen before. This is not making tainted water clean enough for agriculture. Nor was it simple fire control like that which he had seen in the south. 

This was something holy or if not to her than to him. The Quartermaster started to stammer a little and then leaned against the railing. “What was that?” He saw the woman seem to recoil for some reason. He took his hand and then held it back. She may have said she wasn’t with child, but she didn’t also deny running from tears. 

Suddenly the old sailor felt a sense of pride. He knew he had done the right thing in letting her on board. A gift like hers was not something many would openly celebrate. Instead they would either attempt to hide and use it or worst explote and toss aside once used up. “You already have the protection of the blood agreement miss elf.” he said the last part quietly so no one would hear. 

“I will not tell you there is nothing to worry about as we head closer to the horn, but while on this ship myself, the crew, and our captain will be duty bound to see you to your destination.”