Who: @celayawitcher Where: Kossith Vessel
How could she have allowed this to happen, it was meant to be simple her and Celaya were to go to Aventia to help it regain some kind of normalcy, help with relations with the Kossith. Well it hadn't gone to plan that was for sure. They had been stalked through the backstreets, ambushed with collars being thrusted on their neck before they could even react.
They were now in the belly of the ship amongst so many others who had been taken. Despair, dread lingered in the air, infecting in the minds as time passed. Ingrid had been trying to convince herself that she was strong enough to proceed since Akanis' death, that her damaged soul was enough to withstand. But she knew she wasn't alone she had her squire, her friend right beside her. As if being beside her would repel what was to come, as if they could protect each other. Ingrid would give her life for Celaya. If she had been told a year ago that she would do such for a witcher she wouldn't have believed it. But here she was a changed woman... she just didn't know if it was for the better.
As Celaya stirred awake beside her she allowed her friend to get her bearing "Slowly now." there was every reason to over react and freak out but it wasn't like it would get them anywhere so she advised caution. "We are on a ship to gods know where." who know how long they would be in the ship for or how long they had already been sailing.
