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Jemima Darrell

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I bid you good day, sirs.

 

I have travelled from England in search of an estranged acquaintance. It is my sincere hope that one of you may be able to help me find him. He came to these parts approximately one month ago, seeking fortune and adventure. As a mere woman I must profess to know nothing of ships, but this man is the captain of a three masted vessel which flies the Scottish saltire. It is also rumoured that he runs the skull and bones.

 

His name is known to me as Jason Williamson. Oftentimes he adopts an altogether more outlandish name, Galdatron. I know not if he still calls himself by either of these names. Indeed, he may have taken another identity entirely, in which case my cause may already be lost. He may be recognised by the eyepatch he affects.

 

It is a matter of utmost urgency to me that I find this man, for he is in possession of certain information that I must needs take back to England. A great deal depends upon it, although I am not at liberty to divulge the details.

 

If any of you gentlemen would be disposed to assist me in my quest, I should be eternally grateful. Should you encounter him, or know of any way to convey a message to him, please ask him to contact me. He will know how. I am known to him as Jem.

 

 

(The above is a roleplay, but the request is real. I would appreciate any help.)

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I am obliged for your prompt replies, good sirs. I feel it may be necessary for me to disabuse you of an apparent misconception. Whilst I am indeed a woman, I do not presume to consider myself capable of commanding a ship. My passage to the Caribbean was undertaken as a passenger on board a trade vessel. A most uncomfortable voyage spent in the company of cattle, made worse by frequent bouts of sea sickness.

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Aye lass, not a fortnight ago in a fog outside of Cabo did I exchange hails from one Jason Williamson captain of a frigate he was. Though my vision was checked by the mist his voice was strong and he bid me fair winds upon our departure. Alas our conversation was brief. Confined to the weather as it was.

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Aye lass, not a fortnight ago in a fog outside of Cabo did I exchange hails from one Jason Williamson captain of a frigate he was. Though my vision was checked by the mist his voice was strong and he bid me fair winds upon our departure. Alas our conversation was brief. Confined to the weather as it was.

Sir, your words do gladden my heart. It is clear that you are a man of honour. Pray, I beseech you, convey my message to the man if it be possible. Were you to succeed in this small task then I should be forever in your debt.

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A female captain is not unheard of. Anne Bonney was a famous female Porte.

As for this knave your looking for Ye can find him at the bottom of the sea or browsing the local brothels.

Truly it shocks me to learn that one of my sex should become engaged in such actions. Command of a ship is in no wise a suitable calling for a woman.

I have no desire to venture to the bottom of the sea in pursuit of my quest, since the outcome can surely bring only disappointment. And I will not set foot in a brothel of my own free will.

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Well m'lady i certainly wish i could bring more to the table, preferably a dinner table in me cabin i might add but alas, i have not seen said "gent" ye speak of to be sure!

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Well m'lady i certainly wish i could bring more to the table, preferably a dinner table in me cabin i might add but alas, i have not seen said "gent" ye speak of to be sure!

I am much gratified by your kind words, sir, and I do humbly thank you for troubling to reply.

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Good day to you, kind sirs. I crave but a few moments of your time, if it please you.

My presence here in the Caribbean is necessitated by my quest to find one Captain Jason Williamson. This quest continues apace, but I freely confess that I am in despair for want of success. Truly it is indeed like seeking a needle in a haystack. Would there were some magical means of instantaneous communications across vast distance. Such a wonder is, I fear, naught but a woman's foolish fancy that can find no realisation in this world.

Yet I am resolved in my ambition to have my message conveyed to Captain Williamson. I dare not tarry in this endeavour, lest there be the direst of consequences at home in England.

Once more I beseech, if any of you worthy gentlemen should have occasion to speak with Captain Williamson, I beg you ask of him to contact me, his Jem. Should he require further proof of my bona fides, pray tell him I am sponsored by Mr Thiessen.

I speak in utmost earnest, and await your pleasure.

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I speak in utmost earnest, and await your pleasure.

Mademoiselle, I know not the gentleman of whom you speak. However, if it's pleasure from me that you're looking for, I would be truly glad to assist you in that regard... 

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Mademoiselle, ...if it's pleasure from me that you're looking for, I would be truly glad to assist you in that regard...

What?! Do you perceive me to be no more than a common prostitute? A whore, to be poked and prodded by all and sundry? Because, if that is indeed your solemn belief, then I must straightway disabuse you of it. My virtue is intact, sir, and not to be taken by such as you. And kindly do not address me as mademoiselle, for I am not French!

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Madam, please excuse that gutter snipe as he clearly has no manners. Instead of listening to those that favour the brothel perhaps you would be more favourabal to a man who favours the call of an opera as much as you clearly do.

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What?! Do you perceive me to be no more than a common prostitute? A whore, to be poked and prodded by all and sundry? Because, if that is indeed your solemn belief, then I must straightway disabuse you of it. My virtue is intact, sir, and not to be taken by such as you. And kindly do not address me as mademoiselle, for I am not French!

I, however, fair lady, am French, and in my country we are not exactly known to view romance as... strictly as it is viewed in yours. Surely, while no man in his right mind would liken you to a prostitute, you are not so different as to deny yourself some of life's simple pleasures? After all, life is short and fraught with danger, and we must seek what enjoyment we can while we are still in possession of it. I see no better way to do so than in the company of so stately and beautiful woman as yourself. 

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I, however, fair lady, am French, and in my country we are not exactly known to view romance as... strictly as it is viewed in yours. Surely, while no man in his right mind would liken you to a prostitute, you are not so different as to deny yourself some of life's simple pleasures? After all, life is short and fraught with danger, and we must seek what enjoyment we can while we are still in possession of it. I see no better way to do so than in the company of so stately and beautiful woman as yourself. 

Sir, I am certain that you are mindful of the enmity with which our two countries regard each other. For my part, union with a Frenchman would be an unconscionable act, tantamount to treason. I am, however, mollified somewhat to hear you say that you do not consider me to be a common whore. This is a truth which I do not now intend to disprove. My stay in the Caribbean will, I trust, be short. I do not seek for pleasure, sir. My sole reason for being here is to contact Captain Williamson. I pray to God that this happens soon, for I find I am ill-prepared for the heat here.

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Treason? Dear, dear. So I have truly lost all chance with you already? Oh well, my beautiful Rosaire will be happy, even if she's all the way back home in Rouen; to hear me speak to another woman in the way that I have spoken recently to you would make her temper flame as bright a shade of red as her hair. (Although not that she should feel right in judging me, given her profession...)

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Truly, sir, never was there chance to be lost. I hold myself in readiness until such day as I am a wife. That happiest of days will follow a respectful period of courtship, subject to the approval of my father. Only then will I give myself freely to my own husband. This is the good and proper way of romance.

It is quite indelicate of me to speak in such terms of so intimate a subject. I speak plainly now, lest any other man should misinterpret my intention. I urgently desire to make contact with Captain Jason Williamson, nothing more. Is there any man among you who is able to assist me?

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