Jerci
- Guardswoman Jerci
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| Chapter | Text |
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| Mini-Chapters – Patreon Poll | She only knew one of them well: Tkrn’s old partner, Junior Guardswoman Jerci, who’d made full Guardswoman recently. They marched along with Zevara, calling out items of interest, trying to act smart and look good. They must have thought she was testing them, like the sharp Antinium patrol from last time. Zevara patted the shoulder wet Gnoll barking orders after three blocks of marching in the rain. |
| Mini-Chapters – Patreon Poll | “You can relax, Guardswoman Jerci. We’ll just wake half the block if we keep shouting. Not a lot happens on a night shift—if we’re lucky. Let’s just do the rounds.” |
| Mini-Chapters – Patreon Poll | “Walk slow and don’t shout. If you see something actually suspicious, nudge the [Guard] next to you and signal your leader; in this case, me or Guardswoman Jerci. Got it? Normally, you rookies wouldn’t be on patrol for a night watch. Not in the full dark.” |
| Mini-Chapters – Patreon Poll | Jerci murmured after a moment. Zevara just ambled forwards, slower than the patrol’s normal march. The Gnoll was biting her lip, clearly worried they were being treated like slouches. |
| Mini-Chapters – Patreon Poll | “That was me seeing how well they knew the job. And them being too enthusiastic to rein in, Guardswoman Jerci. It’s late. We have six hours on our feet. Keep it slow. Like I said, loud boots mean you’re warning everyone you’re coming. In the old days, the Watch always moved this fast.” |
| Mini-Chapters – Patreon Poll | A long shift, even if they were allowed to break every two hours for fifteen minutes. Jerci nodded, but her eyes darted to Zevara. |
| Mini-Chapters – Patreon Poll | “Well. I remember them. Jerci? Eissa? Nens?” |
| Mini-Chapters – Patreon Poll | They all shook their heads. Jerci scratched her chin. |
| Mini-Chapters – Patreon Poll | Nens shut up when the other trainees nudged him. Jerci avoided Zevara’s eyes as the Watch Captain glared back. She wondered if she appeared that old. Dead gods, maybe she did need to take care of her appearance. |
| Mini-Chapters – Patreon Poll | She spotted a familiar bar up ahead, and it was Jerci who murmured. |
| Mini-Chapters – Patreon Poll | “That’s old…that’s history, Guardswoman Jerci. The Watch needed changing. And so it has, for the better. I just feel like Watch Commander Venim’s the best leader for the times.” |
| Mini-Chapters – Patreon Poll | Jerci’s mouth opened as Zevara made for the bar. The rest of the squad watched as Zevara tossed some coins onto the bar, and the patrons settled down. It was how she spoke, more casually, abandoning the crisp accent of the Watch Captain. It told them she knew the score. No one talked about hay in the Steer without knowing what that meant. |
| Mini-Chapters – Patreon Poll | By now, Jerci had put two and two together and realized that this was one of the bars that the Watch sometimes got called to for the really nasty fights. The ones where you sent Senior Guards and told the rest of the squad to put on chainmail. Where you’d call for Relc and Klbkch. She was giving Zevara nervous stares as Zevara took the drink that Bobble served her on the flat of his cleaver. |
| Mini-Chapters – Patreon Poll | Jerci began nervously, and Zevara nodded. |
| Mini-Chapters – Patreon Poll | Whistles blew, and Jerci was shouting too, but what Zevara saw was the truncheon swinging for her head. She reacted instantly. She drew her sword and inhaled. |
| Mini-Chapters – Patreon Poll | With her off-hand, Zevara was reaching for a baton of her own. She had just drawn it and thrown it so it spun and thwocked into the forehead of a Drake, who dropped, when Jerci finally got one of their lanterns working. |
| Mini-Chapters – Patreon Poll | Jerci |
| 10.44 Z (Pt. 1) | She only knew one of them well: Tkrn’s old partner, Junior Guardswoman Jerci, who’d made full Guardswoman recently. They marched along with Zevara, calling out items of interest, trying to act smart and look good. They must have thought she was testing them, like the sharp Antinium patrol from last time. Zevara patted the shoulder wet Gnoll barking orders after three blocks of marching in the rain. |
| 10.44 Z (Pt. 1) | “You can relax, Guardswoman Jerci. We’ll just wake half the block if we keep shouting. Not a lot happens on a night shift—if we’re lucky. Let’s just do the rounds.” |
| 10.44 Z (Pt. 1) | “Walk slow and don’t shout. If you see something actually suspicious, nudge the [Guard] next to you and signal your leader; in this case, me or Guardswoman Jerci. Got it? Normally, you rookies wouldn’t be on patrol for a night watch. Not in the full dark.” |
| 10.44 Z (Pt. 1) | Jerci murmured after a moment. Zevara just ambled forwards, slower than the patrol’s normal march. The Gnoll was biting her lip, clearly worried they were being treated like slouches. |
| 10.44 Z (Pt. 1) | “That was me seeing how well they knew the job. And them being too enthusiastic to rein in, Guardswoman Jerci. It’s late. We have six hours on our feet. Keep it slow. Like I said, loud boots mean you’re warning everyone you’re coming. In the old days, the Watch always moved this fast.” |
| 10.44 Z (Pt. 1) | A long shift, even if they were allowed to break every two hours for fifteen minutes. Jerci nodded, but her eyes darted to Zevara. |
| 10.44 Z (Pt. 1) | “Well. I remember them. Jerci? Eissa? Nens?” |
| 10.44 Z (Pt. 1) | They all shook their heads. Jerci scratched her chin. |