JACK
The skyship in question is called The Ark, and the rising sun sets her ruddy red sails alight to the point where they almost seem invisible - such is their purpose, for a vessel that does most of its (clandestine) work at dawn and dusk. A sharp whistle cuts through the air from where the bottom steps spill out from the skyport to the forest floor, and a man appears, walking backwards and shading his eyes to peer back up at the ship.
Jack waits expectantly, and someone appears in response to his whistle - little more than a dark silhouette, a speck against the railing of the ship. The two exchange a series of hand gestures before the silhouette vanishes again, and it's with a wolfish grin that Jack scoffs and turns to proceed forward again. Turning up the collar on his black coat against the morning chill, he brushes by Theea without much notice or care, making a beeline for one of the breakfast stalls.
Ordering a black coffee and something that can be eaten quickly and on the go, he turns to glance out at the rest of the village as he waits for the merchant to get it ready, clearly intent on not hanging around for long.
Jack waits expectantly, and someone appears in response to his whistle - little more than a dark silhouette, a speck against the railing of the ship. The two exchange a series of hand gestures before the silhouette vanishes again, and it's with a wolfish grin that Jack scoffs and turns to proceed forward again. Turning up the collar on his black coat against the morning chill, he brushes by Theea without much notice or care, making a beeline for one of the breakfast stalls.
Ordering a black coffee and something that can be eaten quickly and on the go, he turns to glance out at the rest of the village as he waits for the merchant to get it ready, clearly intent on not hanging around for long.
you are a quiet god
and your hunger is cavernous
and your hunger is cavernous
- Secret Telepath
- Functionally Immortal (Forever 35)
- Two small star tattoos beneath his left eye
- Click for The Ark!
