who: @celayawitcher where: the hold on the Kossith ship when: early in captivity notes: let me know if this works or if you want changes
Celaya had not struck Freydis as a woman of many words during their journey back to the spine. This had not landed upon Freydis in a way that made her perceive the Witcher as unfriendly, but rather more driven and determined. It was unfortunate that Freydis knew so many ghosted away from the streets of Eterna and subjugated by the cold, metallic weight of the a’dam. She monitored Celaya from the corner of her eye, and though the woman had not demonstrated obvious signs of extreme distress, Freydis was almost certain she also had not seen the woman utter a single syllable to another. Cooperation would be a significant factor if there was to be any hope, and cooperation would be born of community. When she had taken a seat beside the woman and allowed a few beats to pass, she looked at the other warrior. “I don’t suppose your antimagic has any impact on these a’dam, do they?” she asked quietly.