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𝐓𝐀𝐍𝐌𝐄𝐒𝐀 𝐓𝐎𝐖𝐍 ; 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐅𝐅 & 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐀𝐋𝐎𝐎𝐍 𝐎𝐖𝐍𝐄𝐑
here  i  wanna  serve  you  some  insights  and  descriptions  of  npcs  that  are  significant  in  my  canon,  in  the  canon  of  ace's  island  and  the  connection  to  him  and  rouge.  they're  important  figures  in  the  family  sense  for  ace  and  can  be  often  seen  in  the  town. they're  avaiable  as  npc  characters  on  my  blog  for  rp  purposes  upon  request  and  plotting.
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jude  is  the  main  law  enforcement  officer  who  enforces  authorities  and  keeps  criminal  activity  to  a  minimum  in  tanmesa.  he  is  a  sheriff  who  has  held  this  position  for  several  decades  by  being  firm  and  having  a  good  sense  of  justice  even  in  the  worst  cases.  the  people  feel  safe  despite  pirates  and  outlaws  being  allowed  in  the  town  thanks  to  the  sheriff  operating.  he's  more  than  70  years  old  but  no  one  really  knows  his  exact  age  for  some  reason.
name:  jude  west age:  more  than  70 faceclaim:  micah  bell  (  rdr2  ) occupation:  tanmesa  town's  sheriff
jude  is  a  person  whose  personality  is  characterized  by  firmness,  strictness,  and  a  perpetually  grumpy  disposition.  at  the  age  of  70,  he  carries  himself  with  a  sense  of  authority  and  experience  that  demands  respect,  though  his  demeanor  often  makes  him  unapproachable.
whether  it's  about  the  weather,  the  state  of  the  world,  or  the  incompetence  of  others,  jude  always  finds  something  to  grumble  about.  his  complaints  are  as  constant  as  they  are  varied.  though  he'd  never  complain  about  a  good  drink.
often  can  be  found  in  the  outpost  but  also  very  frequently  stays  around  zed's  saloon.  most  of  the  outsiders,  outlaws  and  pirates  spend  their  time  here  and  jude  would  have  a  very  hard  time  to  sit  somewhere  away  when  people  like  that  roam  around  the  town.
he's  not  the  nicest  to  outsiders.  he is  cold  and  unwelcoming,  causing  many  to  shy  away  from  interaction  with  him.
jude  is  zed's  friend  and  years  back  a  member  of  their  posse  that  suddenly  broke  off  because  many  members  have  died  either  in  duels  with  the  law.  they  were  considered  outlaws  before  gaining  civilian  statuses.
once  roger  came  to  the  island  and  lived  here  for  few  years  with  rouge  before  taking  sail  the  pirate  left  a  remakable  impression  on  him  that  inspired  jude  to  become  a law  enforcement  officer.
when  rouge  came  back  while  escorted  by  garp  to  hide  her  presence  from  the  world  government  once  news  about  roger's  execution  and  rouge  being  pregnant  with  his  child  reached  him  jude  kept  silently  patroling  the  portgas'  ranch  to  ensure  her  and  ace's  safety.  it  was  his  own  way  for  thanking  roger  for  everything  he's  done  for  the  town  and  people  in  here.
him  and  zed  were  rouge's  friends  and  grew  up  with  her.  both  of  them  were  like  brothers  to  her  and  uncles  to  ace.  however  jude  never  really  spent  much  time  with  roger's  child  he  left  this  duty  to  his  friend.
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zed  is  a  beloved  figure  in  the  small  town  of  tanmesa,  where  his  saloon  serves  as  the  heart  of  the  community,  pirates  and  outlaws.  with  his  weathered  face,  decorated  with  a  full  head  of  grey  hair  and  a  bushy  beard  that  seems  to  have  a  life  of  its  own,  zed  is  a  striking  figure  behind  the  bar.  despite  his  gruff  personality,  his  warm  smile  and  twinkling  eyes  betray  a  heart  of  gold.
name:  zed age:  74 faceclaim:  reinhardt  wilhelm   (   ow2   ) occupation:  saloon  owner  and  bartender
at  first  glance,  zed  may  appear  grumpy  and  unapproachable,  with  a  voice  that  rumbles  like  thunder.  he's  not  one  to  suffer  fools  gladly,  and  he  has  little  patience  for  rowdy  behavior  in  his  establishment.
despite  his  gruffness,  zed  possesses  a  deep  well  of  empathy  and  understanding.  he  listens  patiently  to  ace's  troubles,  offering  sage  advice  and  a  sympathetic  ear  to  the  pirate  prince.
zed's  saloon  isn't  just  a  place  to  drink;  it's  a  home  away  from  home  for  many  in  tanmesa.  he  treats  his  friends  like  family,  welcoming  them  with  open  arms  and  providing  a  sense  of  belonging  that  is  hard  to  find  elsewhere.
childhood  friend  of  portgas  d.  rouge  and  jude  west.  zed  always  kept  taking  care  of  rouge  even  if  their  beginnings  on  dryville  were  hard.  she  was  like  a  little  sister  to  him  and  when  roger  came  to  live  with  her  here  zed  kept  coming  after  closing  his  saloon  to  help  them  mantain  their  ranch.  he  grew  on  roger  very  quickly.
after  rouge  came  back  pregnant  zed  was  the  first  person  who  took  care  of  her  and  her  upcoming  child.  he  made  sure  rouge  had  everything  she  needed,  even  if  it  costed  a  lot  of  beri.  he  bought  new  cows  and  chickens  for  her  to  always  ensure  the  pregnant  woman  had  everything  she  needed.
once  ace  was  born  and  was  about  3  years  old  zed  often  took  care  of  the  boy  upstairs  the  saloon  while  rouge  worked  as  a  barmaid  and  help  to  mantain  the  clients.  despite  zed  seeing  rouge's  health  drop  and  wither  he  still  tried  to  make  it  better  for  her.  but  she  insisted  to  keep  working  for  him.
zed  was  the  one  who  reached  out  to  garp  via  a  letter,  telling  him  about  rouge's  status  and  the  fact  that  she  may  pass  away  soon.  leaving  ace  here  would  be  too  much  of  a  heavy  burden  for  such  a  young  boy  and  he  had  no  idea  how  to  even  raise  a  child.  he  hoped  garp  would  find  ace  a  suitable  place  he  could  call  a  home.
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WINGED ACE AUUUU
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"Thank you... for loving me!"
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@goldenfists
🐌 this is very essential for humanity's well being
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pere  pere  pere  pere  ...   pere  pere  pere  pere  ...  gotcha.  you  got  a  call,  mr. 3.
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Ace + O-Tama in chapter 912
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MEMORY OF ROUGE (TWO)
tanmesa , march. ace is currently 4 years old.
the  wooden  spindles  that  encircled  the  entire  upper  floor  of  the  saloon  were  clutched  by  little  hands.  in  silence,  huge  brown  eyes  wandered  around.  staying  in  one  area  for  barely  a  split  second,  observing  the  environment,  people  conversing  and  drinking.  the  boy  was  unconcerned  at  the  sound  of  heavy  footsteps  thumping  up  the  stairs.  he  didn't  even  flinch  at  the  quiet  rasp  of  the  planks.  nothing  could  take  his  attention  away  from  the  blond-haired  woman  with  the  broom  in  her  hands.  her  sleepy  expression,  the  faint  whispers  of  sweeping.  it  practically  made  his  hold  firmer,  and  his  lip  shook.  
the  old  man  came  to  a  halt,  his  gaze  drawn  to  the  child.  curious,  noticing  how  the  sadness  and  frustration  rested  upon  the  freckled  darling's  face.  he  sighed,  a  strong  breath  of  smoke  from  the  cigar  passing  between  his  cracked  lips,  wrinkled  hands  removing  it.  
❝  what's  goin'  on  with  you,  brat  ?  ❞  he  asked  in  his  rough  voice,  the  weight  of  smoking  and  years  of  running  the  saloon  making  his  tone  heavy.  
❝  why  does  mom  always  leave  me  here  ?  she  doesn't  want  to  take  care  of  me  anymore  ?  ❞  enquired  the  youngster.  the  weight  on  his  heart  was  most  likely  greater  than  the  weight  on  the  older  man's  voice.  he  couldn't  move  on  after  hearing  anything  like  that.  he  appeared  to  understand  why  everything  seemed  to  be  worse  than  it  was.  
when  his  gaze  went  to  the  blond-haired  waitress  who  was  now  wiping  the  bar  top  with  a  gray  cloth,  he  shifted  slightly  in  his  position,  approaching  the  kid  and  slowly  lowering  himself,  resting  a  palm  on  top  of  the  messy,  raven  black  hair.  ❝  see,  ace.  she  works  hard  because  she  loves  ya',  not  'cause  she  ain't  interested  in  you.  sometimes  people  give  their  all  for  those  they  care  about  but  neglect  to  look  for  themselves.  ❞  his  words  were  correct.  this  woman  might  work  extra  hours  in  his  saloon  all  day.  they  had  known  each  other  since  childhood,  and  no  matter  how  many  times  he  offered  her  to  go  home  and  relax,  she  insisted  on  staying, stubborn.  apparently  the  apple  doesn't  fall  far  from  the  apple  tree.
his  large  hand  ruffled  the  child's  hair  and  reinserted  the  cigar  between  his  lips  before  deciding  to  rest  on  the  child's  shoulder  this  time.  ❝  wash  your  war  paint  off,  kid.  give  her  a  break  and  lend  a  helpin'  hand.  come.  ❞  he  straightened  up  and  wiped  his  dirty  apron  before  entering  the  upstairs  hallway.  ❝  y'can  help  me  fix  that  damn  sign  outside  that's  fallin'  off.  i'll  spare  ya'  some  cash,  so  you  can  give  it  to  your  mama.  it'll  make  her  very  happy  that  y'helped  her.  ❞
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MEMORY OF ROUGE (ONE)
going  to  the  general  store  aroused  in  him  a  childish  excitement.  miss  jaina  always  had  a  lot  of  cool  things  there  that  immediately  caught  his  eye  as  soon  as  he  crossed  the  threshold.  the  door  of  the  store  opened  with  a  quiet  ringing  of  the  bell,  and  ace  immediately  ran  inside  there.  the  blond-haired  woman  with  a  smile  bring  as  the  sun  greeted  the  owner  who  not  only  delighted  in  the  visit  of  her  favorite  customer,  but  also  her  son.  even  though  he  could  mess  up,  knock  things  down  in  his  chaos,  still  her  loving  heart  could  not  be  angry  with  him.  
❝  welcome  miss,  what  would  ya'  like  me  to  give  you  today  ?  i  have  new  yarns  if  yer'  interested.  and  it  ain't  just  any  cheap  yarn.  ❞  the  woman  started,  reaching  for  a  box  behind  the  counter.  showing  off  her  newest  products  much  to  rouge's  interest.  
meanwhile  the  little  boy's  brown  eyes  sparkled,  seeing  so  much  stuff  around  him.  he  didn't  even  know  what  to  put  his  hands  on,  what  to  take  and  look  at.  on  tippy  toes,  ace  grabbed  the  edge  of  a  counter  filled  with  sundry,  small  equipment.  grabbing  a  handle  of  a  hunting  knife  and  taking  it  off.  he  could  clearly  see  his  reflection  in  the  blade.  a  slight  hum  stuck  in  his  throat  at  the  wonder  of  his  newest  find.  
❝  ah,  ace  put  it  down.  it's  sharp  and  dangerous.  ❞  his  mother's  voice  reached  his  ears,  making  him  squint  slightly  with  a  little  bit  of  disappointment.  he  should  have  guessed  that  she  wouldn't  take  something  like  that  for  him.  with  a  small  mumble  ace  put  the  knife  down.  idly  wandering  around  the  store  to  find  something  else.  
his  gaze  rested  on  a  couple  of  vases  filled  with  various  flowers.  the  kind  he  had  never  seen  before.  after  all,  many  things  were  brought  here  from  various  other  islands.  ace  was  not  a  child  interested  in  flowers,  or  gardening  in  general  but  the  way  his  eyes  rested  over  a  specific  type  of  them  stayed  for  way  too  long.  it  was  a  beautiful,  red  one.  having  a  color  just  like  his  mother's  eyes.  he  walked  closer,  small  hard  reaching  to  pull  one  out  of  the  vase  and  broke  off  the  stem  which  he  threw  on  the  ground.  
'  kid  be  more  kind  to  your  mother.  she's  trying  her  best  to  raise  you.  '
these  words  were  stuck  in  his  head  for  a  long  while  after  talking  with  zed.  he  really  didn't  want  rouge  to  feel  like  she  was  carrying  a  burden.  there  was  hesitation  on  his  face,  something  weird.  off,  as  if  it  wasn't  suitable  for  him.  his  cheeks  flared  up  slightly,  painting  the  freckles  with  a  warm  shade  stuck  to  his  skin.  
shyly,  he  approached  the  two  women  with  eyes  dropped  and  lips  rolled  into  a  thin  line.  a  questioning  look  graced  upon  him,  both  of  them  wondering  what's  wrong  before  ace  drew  air  into  his  mouth  and  extended  his  hands  with  a  flower  head  toward  his  mother.  
❝  it's  ...  it's  for  you  mama  !  'cause  it  looks  like  your  eyes.  ❞  ace  choked  out.  he  felt  really  stupid  saying  something  like  that.  both  of  the  women  blinked,  almost  shocked  at  the  child's  sudden,  soft  behavior.  but  even  though  ace  destroyed  the  flower,  stripping  it  of  its  stem.  rouge  couldn't  stay  angry  with  him,  much  less  the  store  owner.  her  crimson  eyes,  glassy  with  tears  slowly  gathering  on  her  long  eyelashed  pleading  as  she  looked  down  at  her  son.  lips  forming  a  wide  smile.  ❝  ace  that's  ...  so  kind  of  you.  ❞  she  said,  and  accepted  the  flower  into  her  own  hands,  putting  it  behind  her  ear.
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