Jess'a Vaati

Jess'a Vaati
Thief
Gender	Male
Race	Miqo'te
Clan	Keeper of the Moon
Citizenship	Limsa Lominsa
Age	18
Occupation	Thief/Spy
Orientation	Homosexual
Alignment	Neutral
Nicknames	Jess, Jessa, Pipsqueak

Appearance

Standing at a modest five feet nothing, Jess’a’s frame is scrawny at best. His wiry form is wound in lean muscle made for speed, and very little strength; he carries little extra weight, baring the very real possibility of one too many missed meals. His sharp eyes remain his most striking features; mismatching shades of peridot blue and deep, introspective green set into a heavy brow, partially covered by tousled, sandy-blonde hair.

Both his ears are tipped with black fur, and each has been pierced twice, with both a simple stud and a hanging teardrop amethyst; something very much out of place on what appears to be an average street rat. He’s missing a small patch from his left ear, something he tries to compensate for by ruffling his hair, though it does little good.

His tail is long, sweeping, and luxuriant. It isn’t lacking in fur, and is often coiled around the Miqo’te’s own leg.

Jess’a’s flesh bares the signs of one who barely sees the sun (telling of his Keeper roots); so pale that the faint webbing of veins beneath is visible (almost as if it’s translucent) it serves only to wash him out, to leave him looking sickly and gaunt - even when he mightn’t be.

His full lips are tinted ever so slightly with a slight peach hue. Two painted green stars sit upon the crest of his left cheek, matching the corresponding eye as if to detract form just how pale he is. A small scar sits below these painted-on stars, deep and grizzly, as if it was never quite given the attention that it might have needed.

The little rogue’s attire is haphazard and likely pilfered; stolen leathers with thigh-high red boots, a mostly-open vest wound around his narrow chest with scuffed belts and straps. A pair of gleaming daggers often sit at his hips, low and sharp - resonating with the visible sign of toxicity, as if they’re constantly tipped with some poison or another.

About his neck sits a simple amethyst pendant on a silver chain that’s usually tucked into his vest; the chain is long enough that it very nearly reaches his navel, it might occasionally slip free, or Jess’a might just toy with it when caught on-edge, or lost in thought. His right hand is graced with a silver ring inlaid with a matching amethyst, and about both wrists sit a pair of iron cuffs that almost look as if they once may have had a matching chain linking them together.

This Miqo’re’s features are nonetheless soft, gentle - still boyish in appearance as if to betray his age; his smiles are sly, coy, coquettish and distrustful. He’s watchful, and careful. He moves with feline grace, effortless agility, smooth, unburdened agility; as if his every move is part of some carefully choreographed dance.

The smell of burnt coffee, sea-salt and an acrid, acidic edge of something entirely incomprehensible follow his fluid steps about like a pervasive and undeniable perfume.

Basic Info

Many of the following traits are easily observed in a public setting:

Likes ■ Saltwater. ■ Boats. ■ The ocean. ■ Sweets. ■ Storms. ■ Gil. ■ Jewellery. ■ Seabreeze.

Dislikes ■ Crowds. ■ Sunlight. ■ Confrontation. ■ The cold. ■ Closed/dark/confined spaces. ■ Being alone. ■ Children. ■ Enclosed land. ■ Fire.

Hobbies ■ Collecting keys. ■ Stealing. ■ Painting. ■ Sleeping in odd places. ■ People-watching.

Combat Skills and Style

Jess’a’s combat style is non-confrontational. If he can take down a target without having them fight back, he will. He’s a coward when it comes to fighting, and he’s perfectly fine with that. Honour and righteousness aren’t high on his list of priorities. He does what he needs to do to survive, and when he’s unsure where his next meal might come from, he’s caught in tight places more often than not.

Though he isn’t a skilled toxicologist, he has basic knowledge of poisons and how to apply them. The ones he favours are generally crippling but non-fatal; poisons that might administer fevers, stinging pain, and in the more extreme cases - brief loss of consciousness, they’re enough for him to do what he needs, and quickly.

Jess is a firm believer in keeping confrontations short. He’s able to find weak spots in heavy armour, hidden grooves and hinges - though he isn’t always the best at landing the most practical blows. His strengths lie in speed; he’s agile, impossibly fast, and fluid like water on his feet; his lithe stature only serves to aid his flight. He isn’t strong, thoughtful, or methodical in fights. He’s impulsive, reckless, and headstrong - this is most often what leads to his (many) injuries. He isn’t a fighter; he’s a thief.

Rumors Rumors may be greatly exaggerated or flat out untrue. Please feel free to add your own rumors under the PC section! ◢ Common Rumors (Easily overheard) ■ “Mighty untrustworthy, that one. Saw 'im once swindle a sailor out of his purse!” - Wench Patron ■ “He's got a seriously short fuse, it doensn't take much to set him off. A waitress bumped into him while she was serving tables, and he got quite angry with her.” - Limsa Resident ■ “There's quite a mouth on him. He swears worse than a sailor, what kind of example is he setting for the younger ones around?” - Wench Patron ◢ Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear) ■ “Don't think I've ever seen him take a drink, I wonder why he comes here every day - is he looking for someone?” - Wench Patron ■ “Saw him sweet talk some Elezen lad once, he needs to stick to his own kind if you ask me.” - Limsa Resident ■ “He's always on and off boats, that one. You should be careful.” - Dock Worker ◢ Rare Rumors (Very difficult or rarely overheard) ■ “I saw him once havin' this heated argument with a Sea Wolf - big tall lad I wouldn't wanna mess with - they was arguin' for a while, the kid looked mighty scared, an' I don't blame him. His Sea Wolf friend was fumin'.” - Dock Worker ■ “I don't think the poor thing has a home. Isn't that sad?” - Wench patron ■ "Heard he was sold into the slave trade, and this is how he makes do, now. We ought'a treat our ex-slaves better." - Dock Worker ◢ PC Rumors (Add some and sign your character's name!) ■ (Feel free to add your own!)

Relationships ♥ Spouse    ♥ Family     ● Friend ● Neutral    ● Not Trusted    ! Enemies ● Eyvindr Koltrast: Having met this Highlander outside a cave in Thanalan after an ill-thought-out theft, Eyvindir's unexpected kindness took Jess'a by surprise. Since then, the two have had several chance meetings Jess has blamed upon Vin's penchant for following him from place to place. Still, he enjoys the Hyur's company, considering him above all - a friend. Jess'a doesn't have many of those, and even less that he truly trusts. While he's still wary of him, he enjoys what time they spend together, finding the other unique, and interesting - even if he suspects there's something more beneath the surface that he can't quite place. ● N'amoi Kett: The first time Jess'a met N'amoi, she inhabited the form of an Au Ra. Now, having met her as the Miqo'te she's meant to be, he feels comfortable with her company. He enjoys his talks with her, and admires her generosity, and her unabashed kindness. She has become a figure he admires, hoping that he might just be like her someday - though he often doesn't quite feel worthy of her presence, or her friendship - he does his best to be a better person when he's with her, at least. ● Ash'li Ehri: A Miqo'te "physical therapist" who promised Jess'a a large amount of gil in exchange for a small vial of his blood. He took much more than Jess ever agreed to give, and since then - the thief has held a large amount of contempt for him. Jess both distrusts and dislikes him a great deal, even going as far as to skirt the perimiters of Ul'dah whenever he is able.

RP Hooks

You may know or have heard of Jess from:

• The Drowning Wench.
• Limsa's coastline.
• The Docks.

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