Elendil knew the sea better than anyone, having sailed as the Captain of the N煤men贸rean Sea Guard for most of his life. As he walked down the deck towards the front of the ship, Elendil couldn't help feeling a sense of dread, like something was coming. He couldn't tell if it was something malicious or not, but he surmised that time would tell.
Reaching the front of the ship, his blue eyes gaze out at the sea, its shimmering appearance glinting in the sunlight that bathed the ship in a golden glow, casting shadows where an object obscures the shining rays of light.
As he takes a breath, he hears one of his crew call out to him, apparently there is a woman floating in the sea. There it is again...that sense of foreboding.
Elendil and his crew rush to the woman's aid, managing to bring her on board the ship. He could see this woman was young, though everything about her was out of place, she was clearly foreign.
They saw her ears, she was an elf, the N煤men贸reans enemy, the chained you up in the back of the boat for questioning on the Elvin ship routes, the plan was to torture you for info when you regained conciseness. You had many injuries, some bad, some not from being out in the ocean. Elendil didn't like you being chained up and soon to be tortured but saw no other choice for the safety of Numenore.