#karsteth dusktide

[jessipalooza]

Esme Sunshard, Protagonist Karsteth Dusktide, Antagonist

Both by @momo-deary-art

[jessipalooza]

Crimes of Karsteth Dusktide

Bold for what your character has done, italics for what they would do, strikethrough what another would accuse them of doing, but they reject.

murder / manslaughter / assault / robbery / breaking & entering / theft / embezzlement / kidnapping / torture / blackmail / arson / trespassing / treason / libel or slander / obstruction of justice / lying to law enforcement / creation of a weapon / espionage / riot / escape from lawful custody / contempt of court / public intoxication / conspiracy / accessory to a crime / harboring a fugitive / bribery / perjury under oath / resisting arrest / identity fraud / corporate fraud / tax fraud / document forgery / destruction of evidence / assassination / counterfeiting / sale of a controlled substance / purchase of a controlled substance / failure to pay child support (hi Dasia @stormandozone) / hacking crimes / threatening/ pick-pocketing / shoplifting

Tagged by: @captainswingbeard agAIN

Tagging: ANYONE EVERYONE QUICK EVERYBODY DO THIS

[jessipalooza]

Karsteth Dusktide, The Devil by Alteya.

He was once more on the White Widow, at the helm. He was where he belonged. His eyes-- both-- scanned the horizon.

The helm seemed to erupt beneath him, as he took a step back, but he was confident in this. Karsteth smiled to himself as the deck formed beneath him, splinters and bones and gold and steel, a throne. He sank into it-- made from the eyes of whores and holy men, the amber of witches and amethyst. Beneath him, the crew were rendered faceless, obedient and fearful, and he was their god-- unstoppable, with his vision thousandfold, with his witch.

In the hole through the ship, he saw all his precious treasures; gold in his quarters piled, crusted over the walls and floor like barnacles, sliding up the swell of thighs and breasts of the women who rested in silks on his berth, their bodies pliant and waiting, chains of that same gold wrapped around their throats.

 Below them, more gold clotted the veins of his ship, and then, the weapons of his crew glinted with hunger-- he could see the maps of Azeroth, and with a narrowing of his eye he could see the paths of the ships, the wealth they could vomit up at his feet. He was smiling, a satisfaction rising in him, when a familiar and cool voice clipped through the rising smugness of the vision.

“Be wary of anything that offers something, for nothing.” 

Karsteth looked back to the helm, and at the wheel, was the thin quel’dorei-- Quineven. The man turned, and he stared back with his own replacement eye. It swirled with a cosmos, sere and stark against his pale features. “You’re going to regret the greed. You can have a taste, but the weight of that want is going to bring you… down.”

He waved a hand to the deck beneath them, and Karsteth looked at his ship. The hole he had torn in her heart was filling now, crimson waters rising and flooding each level of the ship. The captain of the vessel tried to rise, but the chair had become host to that golden barnacle infection, and it crept over his calves, over his groin and arms.

When he opened his mouth to speak, it rushed between his lips, and he tasted the tang of metal before the ship sank beneath the waves, crushed and drowned in vermilion.

When he opened his eyes, he was once more in the tavern.

He reached for the bitch in front of him, the witch still motionless, ready to throttle the life from her, and his hands passed right through Elleynah, past her chair. The tavern was still frozen, and now too it was dark with the red light.

At his back, he felt a single point of pure, steely cold. It erupted through his chest, and he saw the sword burst through his sternum, and not even his blood could turn it red, it shone clean and sharp, glinting in the light. The thick scent of ichor and copper filled his nose as he gurgled on his last breath.

There was a single, quiet whisper in his ear.

Fair and forgiving.

@stormandozone

[jessipalooza]

Karsteth Dusktide, Captain of the White Widow [by the amazing @studiofruke]

Thank you so much for this amazing commission! His expressions were captured perfectly and I’m just absolutely in love with this art. Please, everyone! Do yourselves a favor and commission fruke! ; u ; They’re incredible!

[xilveros]

Outfit Commission for @jessipalooza of Karsteth Dusktide - a sinister and handsome pirate captain.

*EDIT* It should be DUSKtide not Darktide. Sorry about that!

[jessipalooza]

K a r s t e t h  ☠  D u s k t i d e

A bastard son of an unknown man and a poor barmaid by the name of Aleise, Karsteth was raised alongside his older half sister, Marlee, by their mother. They lived in squalor due to the poor pay of their mother’s job as well as her lack of care. Aleise found little love for her children, seeing in them their absent fathers rather than herself. So it was that Karsteth and Marlee more or less raised themselves.

He was always a difficult child, and from a very young age, he would start fights with nearly anyone that crossed his path. In his late teen years, it was one of these fights that would change his life. He got into an argument with a drunk at the tavern where his mother was working, and as per usual, the argument scaled into a fight. While Karsteth lost, taking with him a vicious scar across his right eye, the victor was impressed by the boy’s skill and ferocity. He introduced himself as Lohrnin, a pirate Captain, and offered Karsteth a position on his crew. Karsteth accepted immediately.

For years, Karsteth sailed and learned under Lohrnin, raising his reputation from a vicious boy that started fights to a vicious man that ended them. Eventually, he made friends as well as enemies, and some of those enemies learned of his only family back ‘home’. He left Lohrnin’s side when Aleise and Marlee were threatened on his behalf. Needless to say, he killed the men responsible, but so did he kill his own mother and sister. The reason, he explained to them, was that he could not have something held over him again; he would not allow himself to be weak.

Rather than return to Lohrnin, Karsteth found a new place on a new ship under a man by the name of Faston Danen, Captain of The Blockade Runner. When Danen was eventually killed, his son, Sid Booker, became Captain and Karsteth was named Quartermaster. The ship was renamed The White Widow. 

Decades later, Sid managed to render himself weak by a woman and her daughter that he foolishly promised a place on the ship to. Karsteth used the crew’s displeasure at the dead weight to eventually lead a mutiny. It was during that mutiny that he killed Sid Booker and the woman he had come to love, Lianna Sunshard. Sparing the daughter, Esme, so that she could continue to work on the ship, he then positioned himself as Captain.

Now, a little less than a century later, he remains Captain of The White Widow, and has continued to earn the bloodthirsty reputation that surrounds his name.

[esmesunshard]

Karsteth Dusktide // Captain of The White Widow