Not What I Expected
After finishing her communique with the elder McKenzies, Kit made her way further in the cities, towards the docks. If she had calculated things correctly, the K&K should have returned to port in Greynor. Hoping none of the party would see her departing the area, she pulled up her hood and disappeared down a darkened alley.
The day was turning out to be far more anxiety inducing than she had anticipated – and more emotional. The relief she had felt at Arathorn’s return had quickly shifted upon their portalling to Greynor, and receiving word that their writs indeed were real. The McKenzies were free of all charges, and their parents were to be released.
She should have been overjoyed. Filled with relief. But instead, well, she couldn’t quite assess how she felt. There was hope and excitement at seeing her parents, but also fear and apprehension. It had been more than 15 years since they had spoken or seen each other. More than 15 years of the twins growing up, changing. And of becoming what they were now; Killian with all his changes brought on by Asmodeous, and Kit with her contract. Selling herself to be a pawn of the devil to save Killian’s life.
Their parents, pirates as they were, had never been the murderous kind – not that they didn’t kill. The McKenzies were pure-blooded pirates after all. But not like Kit, whose pure existence now served as an assassin for Asmodeous. Would they be disappointed in her? Would they see Kit and Killian as failures for the way they carried out their pirating career? And what would they think of Arathorn, of Kit’s – well, she wasn’t quite certain if they were at any point to define a relationship but, having a romantic interest in a lawman?
Kit’s stomach was in knots as she finally emerged towards the docks, immediately spotting the high mast of the Kit and Killian beckoning to her. She was finally home. Kit took off in a sprint, passing the dockmaster who shouted at her for credentials.
“I’m Kit McKenzie, and I’m going to my fucking ship. You need credentials, you can seek’em there,” she shouted as she ran past, half-elated that for once, she could holler her name without recourse.
Of course, logically she knew the local law enforcement wouldn’t know that yet, but it wouldn’t matter. She had the signed and sealed paper clearing her name of all crimes.
Kit came to a dead stop at the ramp, looking up at the ship as tears filled her eyes. The wave of emotion she felt standing at the foot of the only place she had ever felt safe was deeply overwhelming.
There was a whistle from one of the crew, alerting the others as she began to climb up, feeling her usual confident sway return. She tipped her hat to the small gnomish woman and flashed a wide grin.
“CAPTAIN ON DECK!” the gnome hollered, and Kit sighed.
This, this was what felt right. What felt normal. She felt her soul stabilizing for a moment as the crew turned and showed their respect.
The current first mate, a dragonborn, ran forward and bowed. “Captain Kit, will Captain Killian be along soon? Should we prepare for departure?”
Kit held up her hand.
“No need Diedrich. We’ll be stayin’ in port for now. Perhaps a while longer – I’m not sure what the plans are yet. You may all remain at ease for now.”
Diedrich nodded and motioned for the crew to return to what they were doing.
“And Captain Killian?”
Kit shrugged. “He may or may not be by. I just needed some time to check in, see our baby.”
Diedrich nodded, then bowed again, and moved back to his work.
Kit went straight to the bow, standing at its peak, allowing the ocean air to move through her hair, smelling the sea, inhaling the saltiness and hint of fish and sea life scent it contained. She ran her fingers along the wood railing, trailing over where Kit and Killian had carved their names as children.
They had only been gone several weeks, but so much had happened that it felt like an eternity. After standing there a few minutes longer, Kit turned and made her way below deck and to her cabin. It felt strange, being in such a large bedroom again after sleeping in tents and outdoors for so long. She had missed her big bed, and for a moment, she felt childish glee again and leapt onto the bed, flopping over onto the back and staring at the ceiling. She pulled the soft, thick duvet around her and snuggled it.
As she lay there, eyes closed, it dawned on her – the return of their parents meant the ship technically no longer belonged to Kit and Killian. It was, after all, legally and otherwise, their parents. And that meant this room, if they chose to take her back on the high seas, belonged once again to them.
It gave her a sinking feeling of sadness in the pit of her stomach. Begrudgingly, she stood, fixed the duvet cover, and looked around the room at her belongings she had collected over the years. Her gaze lingered at the wall of trophy rings and walked over, pulling a wooden box out from a shelf. One by one, she removed the rings and placed them in the box, then closed the lid and took it up to the deck. She motioned Diedrich over.
“I’d like you to take this box to the local jewelers and sell the contents. Do not let them swindle you. Take 10 per cent of the gold for yourself and donate the rest to the local orphanage.” She paused, eyeing Diedrich. “I’ll be checking in to see how much was sold to you and how much was donated. No offence, but you know, pirate.”
Diedrech chuckled. “Aye, I’d do the same t’wer it me given the order Captain.”
Kit nodded and disappeared back below and to her room once again. This time, she sat on the floor, just inside the door, leaning against the wall. Her thoughts weighed on her, and the feeling of discontent continued to rise in her chest. She didn’t like there being so many unknowns in this situation, so much to consider.
Five days – that’s how long Pa had said it would take to reach Greynor. Five days until their reunion.
Kit pulled her knees in close and leaned her head against the wall, trying to keep herself from anxiously spilling tears.
Kit's Journal Ordered oldest to newest
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WANTED - ALIVE
14 Apr 2023 11:06:45
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"Oops."
15 Apr 2023 11:54:18
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Hanging up the hats, for now
18 Apr 2023 11:10:21
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Slipping Walls and Growing Guilt
04 May 2023 04:31:54
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Recruiting a new crew - Meeting Okaanen
05 May 2023 04:01:13
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Make me bleed
14 Jun 2023 01:45:10
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The Wall of Rings
02 Aug 2023 04:44:46
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Weapon of Choice
02 Aug 2023 04:45:53
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Walking with the Devil
02 Aug 2023 04:47:41
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Dead Man Walking
02 Aug 2023 04:48:28
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Back to Business
02 Aug 2023 04:49:17
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From the Heart
02 Aug 2023 04:51:16
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Hellfire
02 Aug 2023 04:54:04
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Something Bout a Coat
02 Aug 2023 04:54:27
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A Missing Piece
15 Sep 2023 05:24:02
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Coffee and Casing
18 Sep 2023 03:16:02
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Not What I Expected
06 Oct 2023 05:53:24
14 Apr 2023 11:06:45
15 Apr 2023 11:54:18
18 Apr 2023 11:10:21
04 May 2023 04:31:54
05 May 2023 04:01:13
14 Jun 2023 01:45:10
02 Aug 2023 04:44:46
02 Aug 2023 04:45:53
02 Aug 2023 04:47:41
02 Aug 2023 04:48:28
02 Aug 2023 04:49:17
02 Aug 2023 04:51:16
02 Aug 2023 04:54:04
02 Aug 2023 04:54:27
15 Sep 2023 05:24:02
18 Sep 2023 03:16:02
06 Oct 2023 05:53:24
The major events and journals in Kit's history, from the beginning to today.
Not What I Expected
After finishing her communique with the elder McKenzies, Kit made her way further in the cities, towards the docks. If she had calculated things correctly, the K&K should have returned to port in Greynor. Hoping none of the party would see her departing t...
05:53 pm - 06.10.2023The Wall of Rings
Kit sat on her bed inside her cabin aboard the K&K, her legs crossed, elbows resting in her knees, chin in her hands, as she stared at her wall of engagement rings. Trophies from each of the wealthy, arrogant bastards she had swindled out of the jewelry a...
06:56 pm - 19.09.2023Kit: Coffee and Casing
Kit wasn’t one to take much time for herself that didn’t include violence or alcohol – it was hard to give herself the time. Her brain never slowed down, never stopped working a mark, worrying about Killian, trying to keep things running smoothly fo...
03:16 am - 18.09.2023Session 13
08:44 am - 25.08.2023Session 13
11:00 pm - 24.08.2023Session 12:
09:39 pm - 18.08.2023Session 12:
11:05 pm - 17.08.2023Session 11
02:19 am - 11.08.2023Session 11
11:07 pm - 10.08.2023Session 10:
02:16 am - 04.08.2023Session 10:
09:39 pm - 03.08.2023Something Bout a Coat
Kit and Killian had finished their tasks at Carol’s Chum Bucket for this particular trip, meeting with a new client that had handed them a job without any questions about the twins. It was unusual for them, but it seemed their reputation was finally pre...
04:54 pm - 02.08.2023Hellfire
Kit sat on her ass in the pit, looking at her friends – and Felicity – unable to hear anything they were saying or see above the edge of the hole, holding the cut rope in her hand. Her brow was furrowed in frustration. How could she have been so stupi...
04:54 pm - 02.08.2023From the Heart
Kit waited for her brother at the riverbank, stripping off her boots and letting her feet dangle in the water. She closed her eyes, soaking up the familiar feeling, trying to picture the smell of the ocean air, the ocean itself, breathing in deeply. T...
04:51 pm - 02.08.2023Back to Business
Kit left the farmhouse, still angry with herself for not listening before when Arathorn had told them his persistence to change their course was just because he didn’t want to see wasted talent. She knew the half-elf was more like the twins than perhaps...
04:50 pm - 02.08.2023Dead Man Walking
CW: sexual assault Charles Sutcliffe was the kind of man who exuded wealth, and not in a positive way. He was a man who over indulged, took advantage of those he deemed as his inferiors, and knowingly feasted on what should be the profits of those who ...
04:49 pm - 02.08.2023Walking with the Devil
Kit was already thoroughly irritated and angry with herself following the raid on the orc village. She should have been more prepared, should have been smarter. It wasn’t like her to charge into something without caution, without assessing the situation...
04:47 pm - 02.08.2023K&K - Weapon of Choice
Kit held the hilt of the dagger in her right hand, gripping it lightly and rotating her wrist to get a feel for the blade. The twins had just turned six, and their parents had told them it was time to start learning how to fight – to really fight. Not j...
04:46 pm - 02.08.2023Session 9: Big ole Ho
02:29 am - 28.07.2023Session 9: Big ole Ho
11:23 pm - 27.07.2023Session 8:
03:45 pm - 21.07.2023Session 8:
11:44 pm - 06.07.2023Session 7: The Farmer in the Forest
02:39 am - 30.06.2023Session 7: The Farmer in the Forest
09:44 pm - 29.06.2023Make me bleed
It was the first night the twins were in port in the island city of Syrin, and Killian had, quite unsurprisingly, already secured his trysts for the evening. Their ship, the Kit & Killian was docked, legally of course, and they had barely dropped the anch...
01:45 am - 14.06.2023Session 5
01:49 am - 19.05.2023Session 5
11:13 pm - 18.05.2023Session 4: Ghost Knights and Treacle
01:29 pm - 13.05.2023Session 4: Ghost Knights and Treacle
01:29 pm - 13.05.2023Recruiting a new crew - Meeting Okaanen
As the sun rose over the island port, Kit and Killian made their way into the small market, still slightly hungover from the night before. This was, of course, a normal way for a pirate to rise in the morning, and especially normal for the twins, who spen...
04:02 pm - 05.05.2023Session 3: The Forest
02:41 am - 05.05.2023Session 3: The Forest
11:41 pm - 04.05.2023Slipping Walls and Growing Guilt
After leaving the group, Kit removed her coat and used one of her daggers to carve a chunk of wood into a spade and latched it to a thick stick as a makeshift shovel so she could begin to dig a grave for Chet. She hadn't shown it, but she had found he...
04:32 pm - 04.05.2023Session 1: Where the fuck are we?
02:35 am - 28.04.2023Session 1: Where the fuck are we?
02:35 am - 28.04.2023Session 1: Where the fuck are we?
10:16 pm - 27.04.2023Session 1:
01:35 pm - 21.04.2023Session 1:
10:57 pm - 20.04.2023Hanging up the hats, for now
Night had rolled in along with the tide as the Kit & Killian slowed to a drift for the night, quiet slowly beginning to fall on the ship. Kit laid on her bed, waiting for total silence, as she did most nights. Mounted on the ceiling above her bed were her...
11:10 pm - 18.04.2023"Oops."
Kit was several tankards of ale into the evening when there was a loud crash down the hall at one of the guest rooms, followed by shouting and a gunshot. She glanced over, fully expecting exactly the scene that was unfolding – Killian darting out of the...
11:54 pm - 15.04.2023WANTED - ALIVE
WANTED - ALIVE Kit McKenzie AKA: Clara Shadows The Ghost Firestarter Chaos Twins (half) For the crimes of: Piracy, espionage, high crimes on the seas, petty theft, grand theft, violence, brawling, destruction of private and public property...
11:07 pm - 14.04.2023Session 0: New Beginnings
02:47 pm - 14.04.2023Session 0: New Beginnings
12:42 am - 14.04.2023The list of amazing people following the adventures of Kit.
Social
Birthplace
The sea
Current Residence
If it's not on land, she'll happily lie there.
Wealth & Financial state
A small, metal flute crafted by Killian when they were kids. Kit takes it everywhere, and though she does not perform for others, she is known to sit on the bow of the ship, playing it late at night.
Though the McKenzies claim to be fabulously wealthy, other than trinkets and baubles, they cannot tangibly prove their wealth. Their only known holdings are their parents' ship, the "(TBD)," and what they carry on their respective persons.
Family Ties
Killian, her parents.
Religious Views
She is not particularly religious, though she has been known to "swear by Asmodeous".
Social Aptitude
Much like her brother, Kit is a smooth-talker, and though not a fan of socializing, can mask with the greatest of socialites.
Hobbies & Pets
Violence.