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Jean Odyssey

"I think of rules as more of suggestions."

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a character in “No Longer Chained”, as played by mistmantle

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Name: Jean Odyssey

Gender: Female

Age: 17

Appearance: Jean has wavy blonde hair and bright blue eyes. She is 5'7" and is very skinny. Jean looks athletic and pretty tough, although the second picture doesn't depict it. Jean isn't afraid to get dirty, so often she'll be muddy/dirty or even bloody. She usually wears a white or green shirt that is a loose fit and trousers. She hates wearing dresses or skirts.

Personality: Jean is rebellious. She disagrees with the treatment of males for she thinks of everyone as equals. Although she thinks this, she keeps it secret so no one will be harmed. She dislikes usual girly stuff and would rather die than wear a skirt. Jean, as she says, thinks "of rules as more of suggestions." She is smart usually puts her knowledge of anything but fighting and healing on the back burner. She likes to help people, but never turns down a fight.

Bio/History: Jean was born in a family with two sons. Her mother was delighted to finally have someone "worthy of her affection". Jean grew up in a conflicted family where her mother thought boys were worthless, but her brothers convinced her otherwise. Her mother became a warrior, but Jean has a skill with medicine, so she became a healer. When one of her brothers were beaten to death, she realized how cruel her gender was being. She has been convinced, ever since, that everyone is equal.

Rank: Healer

Weapon: Medicine (To her, it is a very strong weapon.)

Other: She carries a sword around with her at all times, but she is trying to find a way to create devices that can help with battle (like guns in an out of place era). She is unsuccessful.

So begins...

Jean Odyssey's Story

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It was like a dream, floating and feeling the soft air flow through her fingertips. Oh wait...this was a dream. Maya knew this as well as her conscious. But what what wrong with dreaming? Nothing. Because one moment your falling on clouds the next you wake to the bright sun, Maya hated this feeling and she wished as everyone else did that she could dream forever for this was the place most sacred to her. No one could enter her mind in this state and for once she could get her imagination to turn it's clocks without having to have them be shut off by her mother, for her imagination was crushed when she was but a child. Maya woke to the bright sun, groaning as she tossed and turned over in her soft feathery bed. Sweat beaded on her forehead as she realized her dream wasn't as great as it would have seemed. Maya shook the thought away perhaps it was just the sun heating her skin? As it normally did. Maya knew she was one of the tannest girls in Myru but it was just the hours of training and hunting she had done to make herself this way. Maya's self conscious told her to get up but she could stay in her bed all day if she wished and she did very much wish she could stay. But just as she was about to fall back asleep a sharp knock on the door made her narrow her eyes over at it, a grumble turned into a sigh. "What is it?!" she grumbled as the sharp knocking sounded again. Before Maya could even straighten her mother enterered the room, her eyes narrowed, her chin pointed in the highly directed way, as her eyes drifted on her still waking daughter. Two slaves entered the room, one a dark skinned man that was Maya's slave the other was The Empress's. "Mother? Why do you wake me so early in the morning?" Maya grumbled, covering her self with the sheets as the slaves and her mother entered. The Empress crossed her arms, clearly not amused. "You were suppose to take the hunt patrol out this morning and yet you lay sprawled on your bed like you just fought a war." Her mother said in her high shrill voice. Maya sighed and brushed an annoying piece of hair out of her face, "It feels like I've been fighting a war." she mumbled under her breath, her mother narrowed her eyes and raised a hand to slap Maya but instead clenched her teeth. "Just get dressed and meet me downstairs when your done." she growled and went out of the room. Maya's slave stayed in the doorway watching her with curious dark eyes. "Your dismissed. I don't need help getting dressed." Maya growled and the slave bowed his head and left the room silently. As soon as the door was shut Maya stretched and got herself up and out of the bed, she didn't feel like denying her mother this morning as she grabbed a light chainmill shirt, she quickly put the chain mill over her undergarments and then put a tight pair of leather pants. It wasn't much but it would do for today. She quickly put her hair up into a small bun, looking at herself in the mirror. With a shrug she quickly put on her boots and dispersed down the stairs. "Now what is it?" Maya demanded looking her mother up and down. The Empress took a quick glance over at Maya, doing the same. "Go and do your duties, the patrol is waiting to be taken out." The Empress said with her head tilted high. Maya raised a hand and rubbed the back of her neck. "Yes, Empress." Maya said with a bow, she quickly left the castle she hated so much and before going to where the patrol was she entered the blacksmith's part of the shop. The woman worked quickly and swiftly on a nice looking sword. She looked up, "Why good morning, Maya. What can I do for you?" she asked calmly. A young man came in with a few daggers and sat them down, looking up at Maya but not looking her in the eye. He quickly dismissed himself with a bow from the room and the blacksmith narrowed her eyes but said nothing. Maya looked back at the woman, "You made the belt I presume?" she asked calmly. The blacksmith nodded and handed her a fine black belt with silver edging. Maya smiled at the work and quickly wrapped it around her chain mill, she placed the scabbard and sword in it's place on the belt and did a twirl, the belt looked good. The blacksmith nodded with a smile. "Looks great." she commented. Maya nodded and thanked the Blacksmith as she quickly left the shop, Maya headed towards the patrol, nodding politely to other women as she passed.

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Jean woke up to the smell of smoke. At first, Jean suspected the house was on fire, but was relieved to find that she had just left the fire in the fire pit on all night. Putting it out was how she started her day. Jean quickly changed into a green shirt and trousers. She walked towards the front, opening the door that separated her healing shop from her house. With a yawn, she flipped the sign, revealing that her medicine shack was open. She tiredly ran her hand through her blonde curls as she sat down. Annoyed with her tiredness, she grabbed a jar of some red liquid and smelt it. She gagged and slammed the lid back on, now as awake as ever.

The first patient that came to her had a gash on her leg... Jean could see right away it was infected. Grabbing a clear medication and a syringe, she put some drops of disinfectant into the gash. Then she gave the patient a rubber ball.

"This may hurt, so grip this tightly."

On the count of three, Jean jabbed a needle and thread into the wound and sewed it up. The patient wasn't very cooperative and screamed almost the whole way through. Jean eventually stopped and found a medication to shut her up by knocking her out. "Can't work with a girl screaming in my ear," Jean grumbled under her breath, continuing to sew up the leg.

Once she was finished it was about half an hour before the patient woke up. Jean instructed her to return when her leg and began to grow back together so that Jean could take out the thread. The girl promised she'd be back in a week or two.

After about three more patients with minor injuries and illnesses, Jean decided to take a stroll. Grabbing her coat and after fixing her hair a tad, she left, walking into the crowd of people. The day was bright and sunny... Might as well be out and about.

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Umber knocked on his mistress' door gently. The servant was young and handsome, however his skin was fair and light, contrasted by his dark brown hair. "Breakfast is served milady." He called out, respectful as ever. It never mattered though. His mistress was never in a good mood.

"I refuse to be rushed by you slave! I shall be out when I am out!" The mistress screamed.

Annoyance was splayed across his face just yesterday he had been chewed out for not fetching her for breakfast. And the day before he had been chastised for waking her up. And the day before, and the day before...there was no winning with this woman. Umber simply resigned that his was a life of complete and utter misery. "Very good." Was all he said as he left, making his way back downstairs towards the kitchen.

His dear sister was there, eating a wealthy serving of fried pigs meat and rice. "Is she up yet?" Lumina asked, raising her head. Her chocolate brown hair softly glowed in the sunlight that flooded the room, framing her gentle face quite nicely. She was already donned in her armor, which consisted of a breastplate, leather vambraces and faulds, and sandals that wrapped up her legs. She was definitely ready to head towards the training grounds again. "I want to head to the fields early this time."

Umber simply looked back at her, his expression unchanged. "She said she would be on her way--"

No sooner had he said that however when he had heard his mistress screeching, a large lump of a person came tumbling down the stairs, crashing at the base on top of her knee. She howled in pain, her plump arms holding her knee. "Aunt Vivian! Are you okay?" Lumina asked, shocked and concerned.

"Of COURSE I'm not all right you twit!" She hollered, rage consuming her face. "Just HELP ME UP." Umber immediately went to her side as he attempted to lift the plump woman up, her dirty, frizzy hair puffing up in his face as he guided his mistress to a stool with great effort. She groaned loudly. "This is OBVIOUSLY your fault slave! How DARE you not assist me down those wretched floors!"

Obviously.

"I should have you hanged!"

Though it was now Lumina who stepped in, calming her aunt down. "Please Aunt Vivian, there was nothing he could have done. It was an accident. And you and I both know his worth as a slave, and won't be able to find any other as good as he."

This hurt deeply, Umber ashamed that his sister nonchalantly refers to him as a slave, while his aunt, sister to his now deceased mother, was his mistress who didn't even see him as a blood relative. "I shall go get the healer at once..."

"LUMINA. Go with the slave, make sure he does his damned job right!" Aunt Vivian ordered.

Lumina was quite upset. "But Aunt Vivian, you know I have training tod--" Vivian wasn't even going to have it. With a war cry of a warthog, she shrieked at them to leave her sight and immediately bring the local healer. Lumina and Umbra were soon out on the street, traveling to the medicine shack. The trip was painfully silent. Umber wanted to connect with his sister, who was his twin sibling by birth. Though because of their culture, though she does her best to defend him, she still sees him nothing more than a tool to be kept and maintained.

It wouldn't be long until Lumina would come across a familiar face in Jean the healer, who happened to be taking a stroll through the streets. "Ms. Jean!" Lumina called out and waved as she and Umber both approached. "Apologies for disturbing you, however my aunt is injured and unable to move. Would it be alright if you made...a house call of sorts?"

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Jean Odyssey was looking around as she passed through the city. She saw many girls gathered around the bakery, all begging their mothers to buy them some "Cheesy Bread", which was a pretty popular item around town. Jean saw no interest in Cheesy Bread, for she thought it just made your breath smell horrid. It had no taste.

Jean held her breath before she passed the stables. The horses were lovely, but the sanitation at the stables certainly did not prevent smell.

Jean reached what she called the "cafeteria" of town. All of the food shops, not including the bakery, were located here. Tons of tables sat along the dirt road. To her, it was stupid that they laid out the food next to the smelly horses. Maybe she could be a builder and convince them that their layout was quite idiotic. Interrupting her thoughts was a rumble from Jean's stomach. Jean looked around, pondering on how to spend her three coins. She decided to get food later and she continued her stroll.

As she moved away from the food shops, someone called out her name. She turned to see Lumina Noxford and her brother approaching. Lumina asked her to make a house call.
"Yes, of course!" she said, running her fingers through her hair. "I'll probably want to see the injury before I get my things, though. But, you caught me at a good time. Let's go!" she said, smiling.

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(OOC: Hey Guys Sorry for not posting for a while! I've had some work lately and mostly because of being lazy. XP)

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Maya continued to wonder through the town, she recognized a few women from here and there. She recognized Jean as she helped a young girl and her brother get some medicine. This was life and now that Maya could finally breathe her steps were taken in stride. This was life and to Maya it seemed things couldn't get much better than this. Though she noticed on her way to the patrol a young man tied to a pole, she also noticed a women whom she didn't know quietly talking to the man, Marcus, Maya believed was his name. She'd heard of the trouble maker and thought nothing of him, only the wish to beat that usual smirk off his face. But it wasn't much of a rule for men to smile though it made Maya rather irritated. Still Maya continued towards the patrol, she found her small patrol waiting and indeed they were ready. "Good morning, Maya." some would say, others would nod politely. Maya would occasionally return the gesture but sometimes she would not. Maya looked over to see her dark roan colored stallion waiting as one of the women soldiers held a tight grip on the reins. Maya didn't like men very much but for some reason male horses were a bit different they were kind and sweet, Maya liked a good battle once in a while with trying to ride Asher. Asher pricked his ears and looked over at her, whining softly as he began to paw at the ground. "Easy, Asher." Maya cooed, patting the horse affectionately on the nose. Some of the women in the patrol would smile or just shake their head in disapproval at Maya's affection for the horse. It wasn't against the rules for Maya to show affection with the horse she grew up with. "Alright, ladies. Let's see whats waiting out in the woods for us today shall we?" Maya said and with a graceful swing she climbed atop Asher, placing her self on the saddle and gripping the reins with one hand. Murmurs of agreement followed after and soon Maya was galloping off towards the woods, across the field as the others followed shortly after they mounted their horses. Maya and the patrol had found nothing for a while, they passed the creek and an occasional knocked over tree blocked their path. Signs of some of the large beasts that roamed Myru were spotted but Maya wouldn't take much heed to worry so much about them. Tall tales were some of the most recent stories, Maya could remember thinking they were but a myth. But Maya had seen some of the beasts and they were not to be trifled with.

A few minutes later Maya climbed down Asher's back, she tied his reins to a fallen tree, patting him on the nose once more before she left and went over to the other women who had climbed off of their horses back's as well. "We should split up, in case we missed something. Go over the area once more and make sure nothing gets past our borders." Maya said, heads were nodded in agreement and soon Maya found herself getting back on Asher, riding off in a different direction with 4 other women following. A distant howl sounded and Asher pricked his ears, prancing nervously around on the ground and making some of the dirt clumps come up from the ground. "Easy, Asher." Maya murmured softly in his large ears. But still Asher continued to prance. Maya signaled to two of the women as they both jumped down from their horses, swords drawn as they entered the bush. After a few seconds of silence Maya practically jumped as a scream sounded. In a flash Maya sprang down from her horse and ran over into the bushes to see what was amiss. A large wolf, the practical size of a horse was close to a young man, it's fangs were bared a knife was stuck in its shoulder. Maya had already drawn her sword as she narrowed her light hazel/green eyes in it's direction. The two women that had gone into the bushes surrounded the wolf, they cared more about defeating it then protecting the boy. The boy's chest was bleeding, badly as blood flowed down the open scars on his chest, his shirt torn and ragged. Maya felt the tension in the air as the wolf lunged for her and she rolled swiftly out of the way, however the wolf had turned his head and caught Maya's back. A warm flow of blood trailed down Maya's back as a large gash was formed on her back. Maya felt pain spread up her back as nerves went nuts to try and figure out where the pain was coming from. Maya was now alive and awake and she felt battle ready. Getting her footing right Maya turned her feet and quickly met face to face with the large grey wolf, she could feel it's hot breath against her face. Maya stared into the wolf's eyes as she lunged and felt the sword thrust into the wolf's heart, the light grew dark in it's eyes as it feel beside Maya, soon it's eyes glazed over and it was dead, no longer alive. Maya drew the sword from the wolf and wiped the access blood on the grass beneath her. The boy with the scars looked frightened and Maya looked over at him, her eyes narrowed. "What are you doing out here? You know slaves aren't aloud to be out here, especially not with a knife!" One of the women screeched and back handed him across the face. The boy winced as he felt no tears run down his cheek for he had spent them all on the pain of the scars. Maya raised a hand, "Enough! We will take him to the village. If someone claims him then he will be theirs if not he will be on auction." she grumbled. The women who back handed him nodded, narrowing her eyes at the boy and feeling she wanted to hit him again. But she refrained herself and grabbed the boy by his collar and throwing him on her horse, he looked like something the girls had shot and was taking to the village to be sold. Maya smirked at her own thoughtful comment but quickly climbed back on Asher as the patrol got back together and rode off towards the village.

The patrol reached the village in a short few minutes, the boy was put into a cell in the castle, until they could do further with him. Maya was about to sit and eat something when a women of the castle came over and whispered about Korbyn and what he had done. Maya's rage turned into quiet frustration. She nodded and thanked the women for telling her. Maya made her way down to where Korbyn sat, his arms were shackled and he sat quietly in the cell. "I won't always be here to cover for your mistakes." Maya murmured calmly to Korbyn, she'd had a long day and didn't want to stress over a small cup spill. If it had been any other women Korbyn probably would have gotten good lashes. But to Maya Korbyn was a faithful slave whom she'd practically grew up with. She had no other feelings than slight pity from time to time but in occasion's like this it was rare. "Your off the hook this time, just don't slip up again." she growled between clenched teeth, for a good measure Maya gripped his wrist tightly as she took off the shackles and released the royal slave. "Get back to work." she grumbled and walked past him, going back up the stairs, clearly not happy with the situation. As Maya arrived back up the stairs she soon found her mind reeling back to the boy they had found in the woods. She had so many questions and she decided to take a visit. Maya turned to find herself looking back for Korbyn. She found him in a matter of minutes. "Come with me. I have a job to do and would like you to be present." she murmured, giving no hint of emotion. Without waiting for a reply Maya headed back down the stairs and towards the cell the boy was in.

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Umber and Lumina quickly guided Jean the healer back to their house, wading through the crowd and taking shortcuts through alleyways. They wouldn't be in such a hurry except it was Aunt Vivian. More than anything she hated to be kept waiting, both siblings knew this. "Please excuse the inconvenience Mistress Jean..." Umber spoke, his tone genial as ever. "I do not like to incur my Mistress Vivian's wrath...well. Anymore so than usual."

Lumina soon opened the door, Vivian turning her head as she was still on the stool. In the time they had gone, her knee had already begun to swell and was very bruised. "What in the GODDESS' name took you so long?!" Vivian screamed, her arms hugging her knee, barely keeping balance on the stool. "I feel as if I may die here in my own home!"

Melodramatic windbag... Umber sighed as he showed Jean to her aunt and pulled a separate stool for her to sit on, next to his crippled mistress. "I shall be available when you need me." He bowed and tended to the chores through the house. Vivian but scoffed and shooed him away.

Lumina however was a bit in a rush. "I'm sorry, but I really must be going. I shall see you later Aunt Vivian, Umber." And with that Lumina grabbed her sheath and shield as she made her way through the crowd once more, rushing to the training grounds where she was most definitely tardy. Again.

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Jean kneeled beside the old woman. She put her two fingers to the woman's wrinkly neck. Her heart was pounding and she was obviously exhausted from the fall. Jean tentatively wrapped her hands around the knee. That's when Lumina left, leaving her, Lumina's aunt, and her brother alone. Jean turned to the boy.

"Do you have any pain killer?" she asked him. "It's nothing major, just an out of place knee. I can easily pop it back in without any equipment. I don't even really need pain killer, but if you have any it might be better. She will feel some discomfort."
She turned back to the aunt who seemed to be giving the boy a "death stare". Jean tried not to roll her eyes. People were so sexist these days it wasn't even funny.

Feeling the knee, ignoring the yelps of pain from the woman, she found the spot where she needed to pop it back in. Just as she tried to brace the woman, she noticed rain clouds rolling in. I best hurry she thought.