Although Lectus, the Paladin of Tyr, had used a detection spell to confirm that she was neither a fiend nor a water wraith masquerading as an innocent victim, Renato still had his doubts about their chance encounter with an unconscious Elf in the middle of the ocean, far from land.
It was simply too strange. The Sahuagin had only just retreated, so why was an unconscious Sea Elf floating on the surface...
Captain De Leon, like him, came from the New Continent and knew little more about the Sea of a Thousand Islands than Renato did. Those sly sailors from White Harbor did not even dare raise their eyes when speaking to him, clearly terrified out of their wits by the earlier slaughter on deck.
As for speaking with Lectus, the Paladin of Tyr, Renato had no desire to invite trouble.
Andreia, on the other hand, happened to be a Thousand Islander, as well as an educated noble. She was also young and relatively unsophisticated, making her the perfect person to talk to.
Renato quickly made up his mind. He kept her in his cabin, closed the door, pulled out the chair beside the small table, and sat down, gesturing for Andreia to take a seat on the edge of the bed.
The room was small, and with two people inside, it felt a little cramped. Andreia sat on the edge of the bed with her hands clasped in her lap, occasionally lifting her fingers to scratch at her short blond hair, as though trying to sort out thoughts scattered by the sea breeze.
The girl turned to look at Renato beside her. When she heard that his question was actually about Sea Elves, she could not help laughing:
"What's there to be puzzled about? Sea Elves, Sea Elves-as the