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Alistair watched as she turned that look of steel in her eye "Careful, Pretty. Do not presume your safety aboard this vessel. Especially when speaking to me," She said slowly, Alistair simply stared at her, he had no reason to fear this woman. It seemed that she had a lot to fight for, by the looks of it and what Alistair could go by her past was a dark one indeed. She was made strong by her own design where as Alistair was raised to be strong for others.

"Especially since you did not answer all of my questions.....What is on this island? What is so magical that you risk life and limb, to retrieve it. Clearly it isn't gold or silver. And Do understand that I am not a patient woman.... " She gave a warning as she stepped forward pressing the cold steel to his forehead, it was a threat Alistair knew that. Most never believed he was human especially with the way he spoke and the items he carried but most people turned around once he got to know them.

He simply stared back at her with his intense green eyes. " The island that can be found through a storm is the first marker it will lead to the next island. There are three islands in total with the fourth being the ultimate goal. The very last island is where I come from. Home to the people who raised me as a baby. The guardians of the fountain, fae folk by your explanation I am not one of them. Simply sent to find those worthy of finding the fountain." He explained calmly.