Ashlyn finished handing out all of the applications abck to the ones who filled them out. She had done so quietly, not talking much as she did so, her mind was repeating the phrase over and over again as she handed them out. Moments later she wound up in her original position, murmuring the spell finally. The magic started with her own application. She watched as the paper seemed to melt and turn into living ink before it attacked the nearest patch of skin to the once scroll, in her case, it was the palm of her hand. She winced as the ink began to apply itself, it felt like a normal tattoo would if it were being applied. She watched in fascination as it seemed to take no time at all for a silvery pearl to etch itself into her now red flesh.
"Ula, Jewel o the Sea." She commented lightly. She felt the magic take effect. Each mark would tie the person to the ship and to the crew it housed. The Siren flexed her fingers as her flesh burned. She glanced up, curiosity burning. She wondered if all of the marks had been a silver pearl, or if there where other colors among the marks. She flashed a smile at the amassed beings. "I hope you don't mind," she paused and gave a graceful shrug of the shoulders. "it's just a precaution." She reassured.