[center][h2][b][color=lightblue]Celica the Enchantress[/color][/b][/h2][/center]

While the others focused on getting the ship to sail Celica couldn't help but look towards the shoreline as it began to drift away. She has built a life there selling goods to sailors and privateers, conducting research in the realms of science and magic. She wondered how her shop would fair without her constant guidance. She had left her adopted son and most promising apprentice, [color=red]Alistair(21)[/color], in charge. Over the years he had become an integral part of her business. 

When Celica first met him she had just come to the free isle, he was just a poor young boy who would do small tricks with his illusions to earn a living. With his magic ability he needed a tutor, but more importantly he needed someone to look after him. Celica never expected to become a mother but life has ways of dropping things in your lap, so to speak. It wasn't long after that a young girl showed up, an ice mage named [color=green]Morgan(18)[/color],barely talented enough to chill water but determined non-the-less. She too became a part of the family.

She worried about her children, her business, and her home. She would find the Raven Queen's Crown and crush anything in the way be it monsters or empires. 

She turned away from the isle as if to rid her mind of it and took another swig from her flask. The others were busy getting the ship moving out of the labyrinth of waterways. She watched as something else interested her, a tall redheaded woman moving across the deck from one thing to the next as easily as breathing. Celica herself wasn't really expected to sail so she remained on deck to watch the men and especially women working.