<div class="floatright">(https://img00.deviantart.net/fa66/i/2016/158/5/d/sorceress_by_skirtzzz-da5d8zi.png)</div>There was a pounding in her head, a vigorous tossing of her stomach, and the horrid realization that her hair was quite knotted. "Uhhh... H-hello?" A gentle, timid voice cut through as her blurred vision finally adjusted to the darkness of the room. After the visage of several other people and a grim backdrop hit her, the foul stench made the poor girl wretch.<br/><br/>Camilla, a young, halfling girl would rise from the ground, holding her head and stomach. Her eyes would be welling up quite a bit and tears would be bordering to fall. "Wh- Where am I?" She asked around the room, looking quite scared and very ill. She would sniffle and look about the room, "N- nippy? Nippy? Where are you, Nippy?" She asked, starting to pace around with a start, "Has anyone seen a little fox?" She asked, getting visibly concerned. She'd been sick before, but it had been years since she'd ever been separate from her beloved familiar.<br/><br/>When the darkness was cut through Camilla would gasp and grasp the person closest to her, hiding a step behind them a tall woman wearing white. She would hold their arm tightly, revealing just how in need of comfort the poor girl was. She wore no shoes, only a long, lush dress with a wide window revealing a very ample set of breasts. The fabric would be green in the harsh lantern light, a natural looking green with leafy accents.<br/><br/>When the vision of the men around her finally hit home the girl would cover her mouth and her chest, hiding her cleavage for fear of what it could stir. She would hold close to the tall woman, stifling sobs in her clothes. Where was her father? Where was her fox, her staff? Everything was gone and nothing but fear filled her mind.