"We have two ports between us and the horn." The quartermaster said after a moments thought. " Should things continue to move on schedule at least one additional stop at a resupply point run by porters." The Quartermaster trailed off as if double-checking his thoughts for any errors.

"I believe you little elf." Bart said. The mention of size being somewhat humorous considering the top of his head barely made it to her shoulder. " There is plenty of wickedness in this world, but I am happy to see it hasn't tainted you."

Cannon came running over and handed several pieces of rope over to Bart who started looking at the knots tied on them. " You would be wise not to think we wouldn't follow should you leave." Quartermaster said after nodding to Cannon as each knot passed inspection. "Without proper reason, the captain will no doubt believe you taken or lost." 

He then looked up at the elf and with his posture demanded eye contact. " We will not hold you here if you wish to leave. But before you do, you must release the captain from the agreement. You owe me that much." His voice was very sober now and young Cannon seemed to realize he should go.