"We need to have a talk with you guys". They tied us to the mast of the boat and stared at us. "Who are you two"? "What's it to ya", Emily shot back. "You see... we've been looking for 2 women for centuries now. We all carry on the same mission, given to us by our parents... who got it from their parents, and theirs, and theirs again. You get it right"? Another guy with black hair stepped in to talk. "It just so happens that those women look exactly like the two of you. Based on the paintings we got". They unrolled the pieces of paper and showed us what looked like our faces. Inko Petrov and Emma Ivanov. Sounded to me like the first round of Inko's and lover. "That's not me, my name isn't Emma", Emily told them.