Recent content by Jeshal the Ironclaw

Focused on the fight, Jeshal only had the wherewithal to note his immediate surroundings, unaware of the rush of allies from varying directions, some coming to his group's aid, others simply seeking another exit. The fire roared on the stage several yards behind him, a miracle the smoke had...

Though he had been experienced in ensuring he read the fine print back in his ministry position, Jeshal was less concerned with admissions. It was a big enough ship and back in his day he hadn't even needed any qualifications to trip upward into rank. Competence, experience, occasionally trust...

It would be a lie to say that Jeshal wasn’t a little bit dazzled by Elara’s resume along with her wit. Naturally, experience and skill would have a lot to say for itself, Gates knows he wasn’t about to dismiss his previous two surgical candidates (a day for healing it seemed – hopefully this was...

All his years as a pirate, and later a smuggler living among lemurs, allowed Jeshal a particular understanding of equality, or some sort of equity, among beasts. That said, it was still a novelty to his brain that the Imperium accepted woodlanders, and that he, too, now needed to marry those...

Jeshal practically beamed at Griblo's new enthusiasm, disingenuous as much as going along for the ride. His good humour remained in this unflinching dance of eye contact with Friedrich, fascinated by the show of sharp teeth. In other circumstances, and he could think of a few, he would feel...

Jeshal made a slight grimace on the topic of his old abode, only made possible through the coffers of Commerce and some clever investment. "Swept by on me ghostly rounds afore I bothered the docks. Tis in quite a state, only a few liveable rooms since the wars. Scared off a couple o' poppyheads...

Oh. He had forgotten how much he had enjoyed rankling others. For so long Jeshal had contented himself with mild, playful emotional torture of his family (see: dad jokes) and the occasional flicker of his old self upon threats, but nothing compared to the intracacies of forced relationships...

(Armina Rogue struggles with her other identity Narima Rogue (both differing from Vaelora Ryalor) as the crew of the Hide try to understand and deal with the situation, not being experts in DID. Apologies that I either did not get the start of this thread copied, or it was a continuation thread...

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For Jeshal’s part, he wasn’t overly concerned with the vixen’s experience. He would leave the particulars to Kiptooth in judging the merit of new medical assistants, at least in the first instance. His next applicants were curious beasts indeed. The imposing rabbit dragged in a scruffy-looking...

Ever suspicious, Jeshal was not easily placated by the idea that Tanya's destination was safe. That doubt did not show any farther than his eyes. Tox knew the Imperium better than he did and he trusted her to navigate whatever awaited her on the other end. It did not help the thoughts that...

The fact that the rabbit hadn't taken the opportunity to stroll straight in was another hint that his suspicions about this fox were correct. Jeshal wasn't fully certain just yet about what he'd seen in the darkness of the docks. Had he never known Armina, he would have been almost fully in the...

He may have been a greymuzzle, but there was plenty of life in this old fox yet. This supremacist fool didn't know him from anybeast, and that was their second mistake. Their first was being here at all. Jeshal sidestepped the strong upward swing, letting their momentum carry them instead of...

Requesting to bump Jesh up to a Master Sailor if this be permitted. I've scrounged as much influence as I can around my characters so should be able to shell out 10k for the two points. He's an old bugger who's been sailing since before he turned up in the old VI and then continued to do it...