Recent content by Jeriah Thackett

"That does sound like what I need," Thackett replied. He didn't profess to know much about the maritime craft, but Thackett got the distinct impression that the dwarf did. "So here is the fun part..." Thackett said, leaning forwards. "...I want to get several people off of a Red Reavers ship...

"Well that looked like an absolute joy," Thackett murmured as he sat down. The machinations of religious zealots always concerned him. Thackett would have liked more time to get the measure of the dwarf sat before him. Thackett had always struggled to get a quick read on a dwarf. Apparently...

Jeriah Thackett was aware of the power in charge of these old stones. He had a history with religious organisations. Just being here made him feel nervous. Thackett was desperate. He had a powerful komodi warrior and a pair of...he actually wasn't sure how to describe Izara and Dieder. He...

When they eventually emerged from the inn they would check their winnings. The bag carried a nice weight of jingling...pebbles. In the shade of a tree down the road Jeriah waited. With one hand he flicked a single silver coin up and down.

His thin smile grew ever more narrow. He didn't even trust his legs to carry him away from that sword if Melfa turned on him. Thackett wasn't as young as he once was. He was normally more graceful around a negotiating table, but he didn't see a table here. Just a komodi and her new favourite...

"Oh it will be terribly exciting. Steal a wizard's staff, stick it to some slavers and get paid at the end of it. "In fact, you can keep your cut of the job and the magical staff which should be worth far more than I owe you." And then if it turned out anyone wanted to track it down they...

Thackett remained on his seat, barely keeping his balance as chaos erupted around them. The pair were not - it seemed - the smoothest operators. When scraping the bottom of the barrel, one did not hope to find a well polished treasure. He turned in place and watched with interest. Thackett...

Thackett was lucky his chin was tucked in to his chest as he hit the ground. He flopped into something that resembled and awkward roll. He slowly picked himself up and dusted his clothes down. That Melfa went for a sword caused him no concern; she didn't need steel to put him six feet under...

Desperate and bold and clever would have been the best outcome, but he knew that to pull of a heist they had to share their gifts. If Melfa joined them too this was going to be interesting if things didn't go to plan and people had to improvise. As the six lay on the table for all to see...

In moments of desperation, it could be very easy to see the true colour of people. Thackett needed a small team for this job and they needed to be bold. Desperate was acceptable. Desperate was almost a requirement to listen to Thackett. Desperate and bold was better. "What excellent luck,"...

"Woaa-ah!" Thackett hadn't expected to be turned out and shaken, even if he knew that he wasn't getting a warm welcome. He tried to stay calm, to stick to cold logical reasoning. Thackett hadn't always been a manipulator of people. The moral code he had once lived by was well and truly in...

Thackett swept one hand across the table. In its wake two neat piles of coins had been placed in front of Izara. He didn't have a great deal of capital left, not after paying Melfa off half of what she was owed. Dumb fucking stupid enough for the job, that was the advice the horrible mercenary...

It was what Thackett had wanted to happen, but not just yet. He'd wanted the pair to continue for a few more rounds so that he could get a sense of who they were. For so much of his life he had seen gambling as immoral. Now he thought that it was one of the best ways to get to see the real...

He looked down at the head, up at Melfa. Thackett looked back down at the head. "Oh it is grand to see you too Melfa," he said quickly as he started to backpedal. "Now whilst I have missed you a...er..." he nearly stumbled on a tree root and had to glance over his shoulder to continue his...

"Did you know..." Thackett said, stepping out onto an open practise field where Melfa had done some terrible things to a practise dummy. "...that they're very trusting here about letting strangers in? Honestly it would worry me." It didn't worry him. What worried him was that Melfa was armed...