Jessica was wandering along, whistling to herself and mentioning something about drinking blood in welsh, but being as the language was dead, no one understood the large brutish woman anyway. She currently was maneuvering her way through a random city that she couldn't pronounce the name of. It was written in english, and it was way too long to even attempt to sound out for her. That had already made Comedy and Tragedy care very little about their companion and they were currently searching around for spiritual energy.
As was the twins job, in their opinion. Find things for Jessica to smash, and then hide because chances were she was going to lose. Jessica had been on a never ending quest to find her brother, Jacob since she had left home. That was almost seven years ago. Before that she was a toy for some of the less savory people in her family and it lead to her weird state of mind. She was a good person, kind of. She wasn't really bad, she just thought of people differently. Jessica was a baby predator who was completely under the belief that she was going to die. Which was fine for her.
Her family was famous, for people that read things like Lovecraftian lore, which was funny because Jessica hated it. Too close to home, so she was just enjoying her day, and waiting for Comedy and Tragedy to find her a target to jump at and smash.