She opened the door to her cabin. The crew had tried to convince her to move to the captain's cabin but every time she passed the door, she remembered what had happened. She didn't want constant reminders of what she had found.
Climbing the stairs to the deck, Barbara spotted the first mate, Talbot, who was turning the crank to move the wings. He would know what was going on, he usually did.
“Talbot!” She called out as she reached the deck. Walking briskly, as ladies never run, Barbara easily reached Talbot's side. “Please tell me once more why I need to be captain?”
Talbot let out a soft laugh. “As of yet, you are the only one touched by the curse. You are the only one who has seen, touched and read the texts. You are the only one who has touched the map. If anyone of us were to become captain, we would need to know all that is contained in the texts and maps. To do this, we would need to touch them and to do so would curse us as well. After what happened, we are, none of us, willing to take on the job. You, on the other hand, have already been cursed so it wouldn't harm you none to lead the expedition.”
Talbot went back to adjusting the wings. When he finished, he looked back at Barbara. “Is there anything else I can help you with Captain?”
“No... well, yes.” Barbara thought over her words for a moment. “Do I need to do anything other than navigate? Because, while I do have some knowledge, I do not know how airships are run.”
Talbot laughed. “No Captain. I will take care of that, you just focus on getting us where we need to go.”