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Jess Thresher
A notorious pirate that has sailed the Empyrean Sea and conquered its treachery. Keep an eye on your purse when this thieving woman makes her appearance!
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a character in “The Multiverse”, originally authored by Prose, as played by RolePlayGateway
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So begins...
Jess Thresher's Story
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A cloaked figure was squirming her way around various people and trying to keep her hood as low as she could around her face. Her disguise seemed to be working for the time being as none had apprehended the notorious Jess Thresher; wanted pirate of the Wench’s Trident.
A flash of silver was seen at her side when the female drew her cloak around her more tightly. Wet. Everything on her was wet and Jess couldn’t help but to think that the leather on her was going to chaff.
A flash of silver was seen at her side when the female drew her cloak around her more tightly. Wet. Everything on her was wet and Jess couldn’t help but to think that the leather on her was going to chaff.
Medya wasn't quite sure what she was doing there. She had accepted a quest, rather, Dark Medya, her conscious, had. So, here she was, meandering about, looking for someone she didn't even know. Anyone who didn't know her personally, would've found it strange that she was having a conversation with herself. "Sheesh, D, why did you have to take that quest?" "Shut up, L. All you would've done is flirt with the guys in that bar, anyway." "Break it up, guys. This is my body, and no one's doing anything with it." Medya pulled up her gloves as she spotted a person in the distance. "Now shush. I think that's the person we're looking for."
Just down the street, another cloaked figure sifted through the crowds, wending its way easily between the masses. The figured moved almost like a dancer, so fluid were its movements. To the untrained eye, the figure appeared as nothing special, just another person walking the streets. However, to many of the people who got close enough to see the color of the figure's skin, it was rather obvious what it was.
It followed after Jess, simply biding it's time before striking.
It followed after Jess, simply biding it's time before striking.
Jess appeared nothing more than oblivious to anything going on. She was here only because Alneh items that were specific to the nation were high priced items on the Skyfall market, or any market for that matter. There was good coin to be made from the Alneh, especially in poisons. The people seemed to have quite a knack for making poisons.
A purse of coins was left unattended and in passing, Jess’s hand ‘waved’ over it and the purse disappeared. The woman continued to move through the crowd, making sure to touch no one in passing.
A purse of coins was left unattended and in passing, Jess’s hand ‘waved’ over it and the purse disappeared. The woman continued to move through the crowd, making sure to touch no one in passing.
Medya was fairly certain the hooded person...woman..?.. was most definitely who she was looking for. However, the quest had been strangely vague, so Medya - and her two other personalities - decided to follow to woman for a while. She noticed the woman make a purse almost disappear, but didn't mind. It wasn't her business to stop a thief, after all. That wasn't in the job description. "Med, we can't let her do that!" "Shut up, D. You'll blow our cover. Let's find out why she's the target, first."
Beneath his cloak, Koufan simply watched the woman pocket the purse of coins. He wondered for a moment if he ought to simply kill her, but he'd not been told to. He'd simply been told to find out why, exactly, she was here. That, and he was curious himself. He wasn't exactly the kind type, especially to outsiders to his Godking's lands.
He checked his waist for the poisoned dagger he kept on him, then checked to see if the short sword remained against his back. Finding both where he'd left them, Koufan continued, passing through the crowd as if it were no more than a field of wheat, despite his short stature.
He checked his waist for the poisoned dagger he kept on him, then checked to see if the short sword remained against his back. Finding both where he'd left them, Koufan continued, passing through the crowd as if it were no more than a field of wheat, despite his short stature.
The air was changing. Jess could sense something odd along the back of her neck. She held no real magical properties about her that was obvious but the pirate had intuition through survival skills.
“Hm,” she breathed to herself very quietly. She had the nagging sensation that someone or someones were following her. The woman quickly changed trajectory of where she was traversing and ducked into a side alley.
“Hm,” she breathed to herself very quietly. She had the nagging sensation that someone or someones were following her. The woman quickly changed trajectory of where she was traversing and ducked into a side alley.
Medya swore under her breath. It seemed the woman had noticed her, somehow. She readied both of her arms in case a fight broke out, and followed as quietly as she could. Medya used one of her energy charges from each hand to boost herself up to the nearby building roof, and continued to track the woman. 7 charges left...
With a simple change in direction, Koufan slid into an alley that paralleled the one that Jess had stepped into. He knew where both path ended, having traveled them dozen, no, hundreds of times before, and expected he would be able to catch the woman on the other end. he missed the woman vault to the roof, however, as he'd not noticed her prior to the act.
As he walked down the alley, he ran over what he knew about his target. She was female, he could see, though what race he knew not. He did know, however, that she wasn't Alneh. It was the only reason he was tracking her. He also knew that she seemed hasty, and haste begat errors. She would slip, and he'd be there to catch her, be it with a knife to her back, or a hand to guide her to the gaol.
As he walked down the alley, he ran over what he knew about his target. She was female, he could see, though what race he knew not. He did know, however, that she wasn't Alneh. It was the only reason he was tracking her. He also knew that she seemed hasty, and haste begat errors. She would slip, and he'd be there to catch her, be it with a knife to her back, or a hand to guide her to the gaol.
There was something definitely following her and Jess was taking notice of it now. A girl—a woman? It was something female and it was tracking Jess along the roof tops. The pirate grimaced and then decided that she had been compromised. Her ‘disguise’ was useless.
Jess reached up and pulled the hood down from her face and it fall back to reveal a young woman who had pointed ears. A touch of elven or fae blood to be noticed. Her eyes were as green as the Empyrean Sea and quicker than a serpent’s. Her skin was tan from many long hours beneath the sun. The expression on Jess’s face showed that she was quick to think and react, her mind almost worked visibly.
The pirate began to run with quick feet down the alleyway.
Jess reached up and pulled the hood down from her face and it fall back to reveal a young woman who had pointed ears. A touch of elven or fae blood to be noticed. Her eyes were as green as the Empyrean Sea and quicker than a serpent’s. Her skin was tan from many long hours beneath the sun. The expression on Jess’s face showed that she was quick to think and react, her mind almost worked visibly.
The pirate began to run with quick feet down the alleyway.
While the strange, perhaps fae-blooded woman had finally decided to throw off her disguise, Medya figured that while she had been noticed, she hadn't been seen quite yet, and pulled her cloak over her face. She ran quickly after the woman, not noticing the man who had ducked into the alley on the other side of her. "Med, we gonna take her down or what?" "I'm not sure yet, El. I'll figure it out when she stops running, eh? Don't worry, Dee. I won't kill her. Not yet, at least."
Koufan continued to reach the end of his alley, coming out slightly before Jess would leave hers, despite how the girl had been running. The angles of the roads had served to make hers longer, which only benefited him. As he stood, watching, Jess popped out of the alley, her hood down to reveal her skin tone and hair.
"A foreigner. My intel wasn't wrong then. Good. Now I simply have to catch her, and be done with it." he made sure that his hood was up properly, then walked down the street again, in no real hurry to catch her now. She would tire, and then he would make his move.
"A foreigner. My intel wasn't wrong then. Good. Now I simply have to catch her, and be done with it." he made sure that his hood was up properly, then walked down the street again, in no real hurry to catch her now. She would tire, and then he would make his move.
“Not good. Not good,” Jess said beneath her breath as she continued to run. A light sweat broke out along her brow and on the woman’s chest. It had been a very long day for the pirate and the taxation of traveling through the bog was now beginning to show.
Always at the most inopportune moments!
Jess wondered for a small moment if she were being chased by bounty hunters again. They were always after the notorious pirate. If they were not Alneh, she could perhaps bribe her way out of the bounty but if they were Alneh, Jess knew that she was in a trouble all her own.
Lost in thought, the woman tripped over an obstacle and went floundering forward in an attempt to save her face from breaking on the ground beneath.
Always at the most inopportune moments!
Jess wondered for a small moment if she were being chased by bounty hunters again. They were always after the notorious pirate. If they were not Alneh, she could perhaps bribe her way out of the bounty but if they were Alneh, Jess knew that she was in a trouble all her own.
Lost in thought, the woman tripped over an obstacle and went floundering forward in an attempt to save her face from breaking on the ground beneath.
The Cloak continued down the street, his eyes flicking to the alleyway that another person had just dipped down. He wondered who the person was, be they friend or foe, but his job was to deal with the foreigner first. He approached her slowly, and when he reached her, kneeled beside her, offering her a hand.
"Are you alright, madam?" despite his innate dislike of the woman before him, he would still be courteous. Well, at least long enough to make sure she was secured and wouldn't be going anywhere, that was. His hood slid forward a bit, casting his face deeper into shadow.
"Are you alright, madam?" despite his innate dislike of the woman before him, he would still be courteous. Well, at least long enough to make sure she was secured and wouldn't be going anywhere, that was. His hood slid forward a bit, casting his face deeper into shadow.
In a flash of panic, the pirate reached for the dagger at her side. It was no ordinary dagger but one that was given to her by Gaia itself, so Morim had told her. O’ulre had the ability to allow Jess to ‘shadow’ travel. But the pirate had already used the ability once today and to use it a second time …
A chill passed along the woman’s spine and she would have shuddered if not for a man reaching down to offer his hand. A woman following her and now a man from out of nowhere. Jess did not like her chances.
The woman gathered up an inkling of Will and pressed it into the hilt of her dagger while her fingers were wrapped around it. She disappeared, melded into the shadows around them and was simply gone.
A chill passed along the woman’s spine and she would have shuddered if not for a man reaching down to offer his hand. A woman following her and now a man from out of nowhere. Jess did not like her chances.
The woman gathered up an inkling of Will and pressed it into the hilt of her dagger while her fingers were wrapped around it. She disappeared, melded into the shadows around them and was simply gone.
Koifan stayed where he was, simply looking at the place where she'd been. He'd not expected the woman to simply vanish, and as such, he wasn't entirely sure about what to do. He pulled his hand back and looked down the street, trying his best to see if there was anything that might give away an invisible person. Seeing none, he sighed.
Absentmindedly, he swept his hand through the air where she'd been laying, wondering if she might still be there.
Absentmindedly, he swept his hand through the air where she'd been laying, wondering if she might still be there.
Medya gave a glance behind her before continuing to run. It seemed the man was not following her, and she lowered her guard, disappearing into the crowd. "Some quest that was. Wild goose chase, more like it." "We could've helped her earlier!" "Shush, both of you. I'm sure that woman will come up again later. We'll just put this mission on hold for now."
The setting changes from Highmourn's Landing to Ruby Flask
Ahh. The Ruby Flask. It was comforting to see the old and run down tavern. The pirate burst in through the front door with a black powder pistol smoking at the tip of the barrel. Moments before a shot had been heard and most likely there was some poor sap running for his life, or pissed his knickers.
“Be it time t' go cap'n! I be ready t' go get th' booty!”
“Be it time t' go cap'n! I be ready t' go get th' booty!”
The buccaneering woman made her way through the throng of people inside the small and cramp room. Jess paid no mind who she pushed aside or brushed against as she made way over near Robbie Wings. Reaching behind her, Jess pulled out a long roll of vellum parchment and then plucked a quill out of her fancy feathered hair.
“They look jus' fine t' me. A motley sort if I do say so meself. Well, we be gonna 'ave them make thar mark afore we set off onto th' Empyrean Sea again. So! Listen up ye scurvy dogs. Come make yer mark as part o' th' crew 'n welcome t' th' Wench's Trident, most famous ship on th' seas!”
She waited for them to approach and sign the paper which was now spread out along the table in front of her.
“They look jus' fine t' me. A motley sort if I do say so meself. Well, we be gonna 'ave them make thar mark afore we set off onto th' Empyrean Sea again. So! Listen up ye scurvy dogs. Come make yer mark as part o' th' crew 'n welcome t' th' Wench's Trident, most famous ship on th' seas!”
She waited for them to approach and sign the paper which was now spread out along the table in front of her.
Jess took a moment to stare up at Thad—all the way from toe to his nose—with her head craned back. Tall man, that one, she thought to herself and arched a quizzical brow.
“Righ’!” she called out before rolling up the paper and tucking it back into the scanty clothes she wore.
“Let's get t' th' ship 'n then we make way fer Yggor's Isle! We got mountains o' gold t' claim, jus' waitin' from someone t' loot it! Get t' th' deck ye dogs!” She attempted to thwack Thad on the shoulder as if to make him move and her hard eyes scoured them all.
Nevermind telling them all about how the Island was haunted and guarded by a dragon so the rumor goes.
“Righ’!” she called out before rolling up the paper and tucking it back into the scanty clothes she wore.
“Let's get t' th' ship 'n then we make way fer Yggor's Isle! We got mountains o' gold t' claim, jus' waitin' from someone t' loot it! Get t' th' deck ye dogs!” She attempted to thwack Thad on the shoulder as if to make him move and her hard eyes scoured them all.
Nevermind telling them all about how the Island was haunted and guarded by a dragon so the rumor goes.
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