Jennie Gladwin Melton/History

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## Backstory

Jennie was around 6 years old when she was kidnapped. The daughter of an unremarkable sea-folk family in an isolated tribe a few miles offshore from a known pirate cove, where humans occasionally sailed past to enter the harbor closer to shore. It was night when a pirate ship sailed into the coral reef they called home, and despite her tribes attempts to flee most were inevitably captured; watching the pirates kill everyone but her. Whatever happened to the remnants of the tribe she still does not know, but every day was more or less the same for the next five years. Locked away within the ships hull during daylight, trapped within a metal cage with dozens of monsters eager to rip out her gills. Barely covered by torn and loose clothes, bruises and scratches covering her head to toe. During dusk she's dragged up from the ships hull and forced to clean the entire deck, with the various drunken crewmen sweeping her away from her duties to violate her; only to be violently beaten and whipped by the captain when she was found to have not completed her given task. Upon daybreak she could be thrown back into her cage and locked up, visibly shaking in fear for her life as she returned to the dark musty hull with the bloodthirsty monsters. The only protection from the cold damp cage and monsters was a single moldy potato sack, which provided the only layer of privacy between herself and the crew. As the years gradually passed she outgrew the potato sack and her clothes became less loose on her, though it didn't help at all with pirates as thirsty and cruel as these.
-At the age of 11 during her downtime in her cage; whilst crying silently to herself from the various sources of pain inflicted upon her, she felt a slight relief wash over her body. She looked around herself and found her wounds slowly healing on their own, water droplets condensing onto her hands as the rest of the cage around her gradually dried off. Unknowingly to her she was being healed by her own magic, which slowly patched her up. Although it helped with the whip scars on her back as well, parts of her back were damaged beyond what her magic would be able to restore. From that point up until several days later, things shifted as the crew learned of her magic; with the crew members and the captain growing dissatisfied with her existence as they couldn't effectively mark her skin with scars anymore. And then she was sold off as a slave to another crew. The monsters caged within the hull of the new ship were much more threatening and plentiful, her list of chores around the ship drastically increased, the new crew was much more perverted and cruel than the previous, and now not even her cage in the hull of the ship provided protection from being violated at any time of the day. It was at this point that whatever remained of her will shattered, her hope for a change for the better dying out completely; with any motivation outside of eating, sleeping, and crying fading away. Her health steadily declined as the insanitary conditions of her cage grew worse, stagnated urine and moist stools smeared upon her skin with various rashes and infections cropping up. She was eventually sold off less than a year later to another crew, being repeatedly pawned off as she absentmindedly existed without much purpose. That was, up until the age of 16 when captain of a particularly upbeat crew saw the atrocious state she was in. With five gold coins he bought her from the slave auction house and dragged her to his ship, handing her over to his crew and hurrying back into town to purchase some spare clothes.
-Upon the ship leaving the docks out for the open sea, the captain gathered the crew to meet Jennie; before sending her off with one of the crew members down into the hull. Her body instinctively shook in fear as they entered below the ships deck, though as the crew member brought her over to a tub filled with warm water she seemed to relax a little. The gentle touch of the crew members hands had her on edge for some time, but as he finished helping her wash the glued feces and urine off of her skin and out of her hair the captain walked in with the spare set of clothes. Now cleaned up and properly dressed; the two men guided her into the dining hall, where some of the other crew were prepping a meal for the entire ships crew. A bowl of soup and cooked fish awaited her on the table, cautiously eating the food provided as the majority of the crew started to funnel in. Their generosity and kindness confused her, unable to understand what they were saying as they chatted amongst themselves and laughed. As she grew more accustomed to what life with her new owners was like she gradually began to express herself more, with the captain regularly checking up on her and helping her learn their language in between his duties. Although it took awhile to unlearn many of the unhealthy habits she had been raised by various pirates to do, the gratitude she had for the new crew and the captain had inspired her to improve herself. Although it took a year to straighten herself out, she became an important part of the crew; her magic healing the wounded during fights and her singing boosting morale and bringing the crew to song.
-Jennie was now 24 years old, having taken on the mantle of captain while the previous captain acted as her second in command. While the thought of being a pirate had once perturbed her, she wanted to repay her crew for the kindness they had shown her. Between stealing a ship from the Royal Fleet of Brixinad and stealing the treasures of several dozen other pirates, she had secured her crew a guaranteed life of comfort; though as The Great Galewin sailed between the two continents a violent sea-storm began. The waves whipped around the ship as if it were merely a toy, while the winds were too harsh and chaotic to effectively fill the sails. And as a particularly large wave approached she was knocked against part of the railing, knocking her out cold. Although it was brief, she dreamed of a figure calling itself god, only to wake up in the middle of the ocean drifting atop of a broken plank. As she dived down she found the remnants of her former ship, with no signs of her crew anywhere to be seen.

## Current Life

Jennie now lives as a common thief with ties to the Ryke Piracy, using the rivers throughout Ryke to make her escape between each heist. Despite her attempts to find a ship as pristine and durable as The Great Galewin, her efforts to find another vessel to lead has been fruitless. She's also been relentlessly searching for her former crew, desperate to know that they survived.