Appearance

Small and quick, Jayde is built for speed rather than show. She carries herself loosely, almost carelessly, until the moment she doesn’t, a deliberate looseness that tends to make people underestimate how fast she can close a distance. She has the dark hair and green eyes of her Thornwood cousins, but none of their polish: her hair is a tangle of ebon waves, pulled back into a long, careless braid that sheds loose strands about her face, and her freckled features wear a guarded, half-amused expression that suggests she is always taking stock of the nearest way out. There is a wariness in her gaze, and she has not yet found a reason to set it down.

She dresses plainly and practically, with nothing on her that couldn’t be dropped, sold, or fought in without a second thought. A laced leather jerkin, worn soft with use, covers a plain linen shirt with sleeves shoved past the elbow, and fingerless gloves and leather wraps protect her hands and forearms without slowing them. Her dark breeches are tucked into tall, much-mended riding boots, and a ragged green hooded mantle, frayed to tatters at the hem, keeps off the rain and hides her face when she prefers not to be noticed. A tangle of belts and straps holds pouches and a sheath at nearly every reach, with daggers at her hips and thighs, each one placed where her hand can find it before anyone else sees it move.

Personality

Blunt, practical, and largely unsentimental about the family's fall. She has scant patience for old manners, old titles, or cousins who still flinch at using their hands for rough work, and says so plainly when it comes up. That said, her loyalty runs deep and is entirely unshowy, expressed through doing rather than saying, taking the unpleasant job, the risky watch, the task no one else wants, without waiting to be asked. She learned early that pride doesn't feed anyone, and has little use for family members who took longer to learn the same lesson.

Rumors

  • They say things have a way of ending up in her pockets, and that she keeps a box of stolen treasures hidden somewhere in the Company’s camp. Others swear she’s never taken anything that wasn’t given to her, one way or another.
  • Some claim she’s a Thornwood in name only, a forgotten cousin from the wrong side of the family who was raised with the hounds and only remembered when the estate burned.
  • It’s whispered that she can slip a purse off a Stormwind merchant’s belt and have it back before he notices, just to prove she could.
  • Folk around the camps say she’ll drink a single cup to be polite and not a drop more, and that she has a cold look for anyone who can’t hold their liquor.
  • A rumor holds that she rode through a Scourge ambush at thirteen with a string of horses and a wagon full of survivors behind her, and never once looked back.
  • They say the huntmaster would kill for her, and that more than one camp ruffian has learned it the hard way.
  • Some swear she’s been seen in the Old Town and the canals after dark, keeping company with folk a lady of any house would cross the street to avoid.
  • The camp gossips can’t agree whether the girl has a sweetheart, only that the stable lads and the tavern girls alike seem to find excuses to linger nearby when she’s about, and that she’s been seen stealing a kiss from both.
  • It’s said that every hound in Elwynn will come to her hand, and that she trusts dogs a great deal more than she trusts people.

RP Hooks

  • Hounds and horses: Anyone needing a hound handled, a skittish horse calmed, or an animal judged before purchase may find her in the Company.
  • Finding things: Those who have lost something, or need something found that others would rather stay hidden, may come to her for her sharp eyes and quick fingers.
  • The rougher corners of Stormwind: Folk needing a guide through the Old Town, the canals, or the less respectable taverns may find she knows the way and the people.
  • Tracking: Those needing a trail followed, a runaway found, or a beast hunted down may look to the girl the huntmaster trained himself.
  • Scrounging and haggling: Anyone short on supplies or coin may come to her for help finding what they need, or getting a better price for it.
  • Refugee camp survivors: Those who spent the hard years in Elwynn’s camps may seek her out as one of their own, someone who knows that life from the inside.
  • Quiet work: Those with a task needing light feet, a silent approach, or a blade that won’t be seen coming may find her willing, for the right reason.
  • Young folk on the edges: Orphans, runaways, and camp youths often gravitate toward her, sensing someone who won’t talk down to them.
  • Through Fenn or George: Those with business with the huntmaster or George Bramble may find Jayde close at hand.

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