starter from Isabela for @illustrii {Aurelia}
Her new ship seems a little off; it was expensive - yes, and with a good paint job and proper repairs it is as fine as Siren’s Call, if even better. But there’s something about the old times that Isabela misses, and finds herself reminiscing, her arms, tanned from the constant sunlight, situated on the rail. The ship is rocking as they are waiting for the Inquisition’s agents to board, and Isabela is curious as to who Leliana would send - the head of the group is to be a Seeker, not the Pentaghast one, but an Orlesian.
Seeing the agents start to walk toward the ship from where she has been looking at the docks, Isabela smirks to herself. She needs something new; an adventure, and this is the perfect opportunity. Walking back to her office/ bedroom she sits on her chair and looks at the map in front of her. Suddenly, there’s a knock on the cabin’s door, and she almost jumps. “Come in.” she greets, and for a second she doesn’t breathe, taking in the appearance of the woman entering. She’s tall, pale and lean, and as Isabela remarks to herself, absolutely delicious looking. Isabela stands up and crosses her arms, and yes it does make her bosom appear even more ample than it already is. “Welcome. You must be Seeker Villiers.” Isabela greets, and offers her hand. “I’m Isabela - known as captain around here.”