[hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=E395B2]Colette de La Fontaine[/color][/i][/b][/h1][img]https://media2.giphy.com/media/alJBIiG3D5EZO/giphy.gif[/img][/center][hr][hr][center][color=E395B2][b]Location:[/b][/color] Preston
[color=E395B2][b]Skills:[/b][/color] Language -English[/center][hr]

Colette stood there as Fyror issued commands and sought a light to see. The atmosphere changed, growing colder and darker as they progressed. The men seemed eager to listen to Fyror and though he told her to fing a light, she managed to secure one and point it off the ship, just as the lookout man shouted that something was coming.

Colette inched towards the port side to see what was coming at them. She could not see much other than her breath, but she could make out the shape in the water as it crept towards them, tumbling against their ship, sending it rocking back and forth. Was this a Soulless? Or was it just a creature in the water. And was its intent malicious? So far, it hadn't attacked them, but if they stayed here they would die of cold. Or dehydration. Or something else. They had to get moving.

[color=E395B2]"What is that thing?"[/color] She asked no one in particular, hoping someone would know what to do to handle this creature. [color=E395B2]"We can't stay here or we will surely perish. How do we handle this thing?"[/color]