Just a quick(ish) sketch of my western characters, Jezebel “Jesse” Curtis and Father Thomas Fletcher. Jesse’s look has gone through several different incarnations (and styles too, yikes) and I can never decide what I want her poncho to do. :\
Anyway the basic plot is that Father Fletcher gets sent out west to head a church in a small western town in the middle of nowhere, but his caravan gets raided and he’s left with no way to get there. With the last of his money he hires Jesse to see him across the rest of the desert. And then (because this is me we’re talking about here), they end up getting a little too close for comfort and there’s lots of awkward moments and drama and a crisis of faith or two. It’s gonna be great when I actually get around to writing it.