Quest: The Rising Tide / Pirate SL | 3/23/13

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Tesarik One: She'd been gone for a while - a long while. Like, since last night. She hadn't expected to be gone so damn long, so she hadn't told Grayson about it. If he went looking for her today, he would not have been able to find her as she
Tesarik One: was not even in the city. When she finally showed up, she

bypassed the tap room, taking the door that led to the stairs that went

straight up to the living quarters. If Grayson were in the tap room, he'd

most certain hear her

Tesarik One: special brand of cursing as she shouted to someone or another

out in the courtyard, before heading inside and slamming the door. She went

up, unlocked their room, and began stripping her warm clothes off in a pissed

off fashion,

Tesarik One: tossing off her dueling cloak, gloves, and such still cursing

beneath her breath in elvish now.

sullen requital: He was in the tap room, in fact, having a drink and

wondering where the fuck she'd run off to. It pissed him off, mostly because

he cared about her and was worried, and he could not at all stand being

worried, but also because if

sullen requital: she just disappeared, that caused all manner of trouble

with the chain of command of their ship. WHen he heard all that cursing and

yelling he scowled, picked up the glass (yes, a glass, not his skull today!)

of whiskey he'd been

sullen requital: working on and downed the last of it, then set the glass

down. Hard, but he didn't shatter it over the bar like some idiot

southerners. He pushed away from his seat then, and moved up the stairs,

shoving the door open when he got to

sullen requital: it. "And where the fuck have you been? You have any idea

what sort of state it puts me in when you just disapppear?"

Tesarik One: "Fuck off, I don't need your shit right now." She barked

towards him, as she pulled her blades free and grabbed a cloth on a table and

began to clean them from the dried blood and gore she hadn't had time to

properly clean off after

Tesarik One: the disaster she'd been involved in. Soon as she said it

though, there was regret in her eyes and she frowned, more at herself than

anything, and stared across at him with a pitiful sorrowful look, though she

didn't say anything

Tesarik One: else, just looked back down to her blades and finished cleaning

them.

sullen requital: "No, I don't need your shit. It's bad enough you've brought

us here and we're just sitting around without knowing why, and now you just

vanish for a day. If you don't tell me what the fuck is going on and why

we're here, I've half a

sullen requital: mind to take the crew back to the Sigil and head off

without you." He tugged that letter out of his pocket and tossed it onto the

bed. "You got a letter. When you're ready to explain yourself, I'll be ready

to listen." Her anger had

sullen requital: of course just added to his! He gave her a glare, but he

also had a concerned look in his eye, checking her over to make sure she

seemed to be okay.

Tesarik One: "Then go!" She ripped her captain's hat off and tossed it to

the bed, revealing quite a bad gash in her forehead at the base of her hair.

She winced, the blood was dried and it had healed a bit but it did look

pretty bad. He might

Tesarik One: also note that her clothing was ripped and dirty under her

cloak, not at all like she liked it. She had some more wounds under the

slices of her clothing. She sat her blades on the table and moved over

towards the bad, snatching up

Tesarik One: the letter though it caused her pain, which she hid by punching

the nearest pillow and cursing again. She broke the seal, and walked to the

window with a slight limp, and read it in silence.

sullen requital: "So you'd rather lose me, your ship, and your crew, and be

left here than explain yourself?" He looked..hurt by that. Concered by her

state too, of course, but he'd seen her take worse than what she had now. One

thing he did not

sullen requital: like feeling was hurt, however. "You change your mind, I'll

be down drinkin' for a while." And with that, he left her to her letter,

slamming the door behind him before he went right back down the stairs, and

growled out for some

sullen requital: more whiskey to whichever of the poor ladies was tending

tonight.

Tesarik One: That got her spinning around and staring at him, eyes wide, and

she said quickly, "Never!" trying to catch him before he got away. When he

slammed the door, she picked up the chair at the desk and CRASH it went right

through the

Tesarik One: window to land in a broken pile down in the courtyard. Then she

moved to the door, tugged it open and moved to the top of the stairs and

shouted down at him, "Get your ass up here and bring me whiskey! I'll tell ya

everything." And

Tesarik One: then, then there was a soft little "Please", oh dear. Then she

went back in the room, and moved to the broken window, leaning against the

wooden threshold and staring down at Maria screaming up at her. A choice hand

signal was sent

Tesarik One: down to her, "Put it on my bill."

sullen requital: Well in that case, as his whiskey was being filled, he

snatched the bottle, since it was a pretty full one! He grabbed the glass as

well and headed on up the stairs. He moved back into the room and set the

whiskey bottle down on the

sullen requital: desk with a good loud thunk, then eyed the broken window,

moving over to lean against the wall and take a drink from his glass. "Are

you okay? Want me to go get you a healing potion?"

Tesarik One: "Ok." she said, still staring out of the window, her arms

wrapped around her waist for the moment as she leaned there. "The healing can

wait, I'll fuckin' live. We came here because I needed information here. We

were sent here by

Tesarik One: the Bone Marauders, fuck if I even know why exactly, just to

damn well do it. But, things are falling into place and I don't like it. For

one, I was called to a meeting yesterday and " her words got all jumbled for

a moment, running

Tesarik One: together as she cursed and spoke, then she slowed down again,

"suffice to say, it wasn't exactly a meetin' and fuckin' Mae Bloodgut was

there with her cronies. I don't know who's with us or who's a filthy turncoat

anymore but I

Tesarik One: already decided fuck it all we are going back to the ship on my

way back. Then this... it's from a contact in Madder, someone's stolen our

god damned fuckin' ship! Crew and all! I think.... it was all a trap. The

whole gods damned

Tesarik One: thing." She turned and reached out for the whiskey bottle and

downed a long swallow, then wiped her mouth and sat it down and tugged him

towards her...though all she did if he let her was lay her head on his

shoulder. Pirates didn't

Tesarik One: cry, they got angry, and she had lots and lots of angry.

sullen requital: "The only people with us is us. And this is exactly why you

can't just run off without lettin' someone know. If I was asked where you

went, and I had no idea, how the hell is that gonna look? Especially if you

don't come back." And

sullen requital: well...yes. The ship being stolen, that was no good. He

finished off his own whiskey and set the glass down, as much as he wanted to

hurl it out the window, and he slipped his arms around her when she tugged

him close. He brushed a

sullen requital: hand into her hair, careful of where she was wounded, of

course, then placed a small kiss on her forehead. "Well there's only one

course of action, in that case."

Tesarik One: "Understood. Honestly, I thought I was just meetin' someone

from the Marauders at the tavern in town. A quick thing, and I'd be back.

Didn't know they'd haul me out of town and beat the shit out of me." She was

so glad he hugged her

Tesarik One: that she even gave a little sigh of relief and turned her head

so her lips were against his ear for a moment, "I'm sorry," was said very

very softly. She didn't apologize, except to him. She leaned against him,

wincing a bit at the

Tesarik One: gash in her head, and slid her arms around him and held him

tight and close. "Tell me, and we'll see if it's my course of action. I'm

sure it is."

sullen requital: He rubbed his hands along her back gently when she held him

more tightly and let out a sigh as well. "It's fine, you're alive, that's

what counts. I'm sorry I got so angry about it..I just can't stand not

knowing what's going on,

sullen requital: and the thought that I might've lost you..." He trailed off

and frowned, then pulled back a bit to look her in the eye. "We rustle up a

crew, get another ship. Find our ship. Take it back. Kill everyone." He

thought for a second.

sullen requital: "Then find that Bloodguts cunt and kill her too."

sullen requital: Bloodgut!*

Tesarik One: "I gotta get out of this town, I gotta get back to sea. I don't

care if it's in a longboat and it's just me and you, I'm done." She listened,

a grin forming as she heard him. "I am in full agreement there baby. Kill

every last one

Tesarik One: of them, and hang Bloodgut by our mast." She reached up and

brushed her fingers across his cheek, staring into his eyes for a few

moments. She wasn't even sure how to go about telling him just how glad she

was that he was in her

Tesarik One: life, but maybe, just maybe he'd see it for a moment in her

eyes and hear it in her words, "I love you." She gingerly kissed him, then

pulled away and went searching in a drawer, and tugged out a potion of

healing which she drank

Tesarik One: down. "We'll need to talk to Sadlin." She began emptying

drawers and such, and grabbed her pack and began stuffing it.

sullen requital: He returned that little kiss and smiled a bit. "I love you

too." Getting out of town? He was absolutely on board with that. Surely they

had a closet of some sort, no? He moved over to it and opened it up, pulling

out his armor, then

sullen requital: tugged his boots off. The rest of his clothing would go

under the armor just fine, so he started getting it on. "Might check the

nearest brothel. I never know where he's off at." And quite frankly, he

wasn't important enough to him

sullen requital: to worry like he did about Sol!

Tesarik One: "Yeah, that'll be where he is no doubt. The gods gift to every

womankind in town, I'm sure." She poured some water into the bowl and dabbed

at her head where it was still dirty, and then removed her torn and bloody

clothes. She got

Tesarik One: herself out another outfit and began tugging those things on.

When she was dressed fully, she began looking about to make sure they were

not leaving anything important. She even had a little hidey hole she'd made

where she had a

Tesarik One: pouch of gold and such, which she located. "We gotta find a

ship in Madder. I need to look at a map before we take any damn portals.

Figure out where to go, and where the Sigil might be."

Tesarik One: She grinned a bit and glanced over at Grayson, "Surely you have

some sort of existential bond with that girl of yours." Yeah, she knew the

word existential. She was a scholarly pirate.

sullen requital: He rolled his eyes at that, and continued getting his armor

on. Once it was, he grabbed his bastard sword and slung it onto his back,

fastening the baldric at the front of his armor. The shield hooked onto his

back next, and then

sullen requital: his shiny new axe went to his belt. Then he got his

gauntlets on, just because it was much easier to fasten things without them

on! Still doable since his fingers weren't armored so much as gloved, but

even so. He picked up his helm

sullen requital: last and stuck it on his head, then snorted. "Maybe she can

find me, I dunno about the other way around."

Tesarik One: She got her weapons on and dueling cloak and all that jazz,

just in time to hear Maria yelling and things breaking down in the tap room.

"The fuck?" She glanced at Grayson a moment, and then headed to the door and

slipped down the

Tesarik One: hall to peer down the stairs into the tap room. If he saw her

expression, he'd know right away that she got angry looking down. She

motioned him towards her, whispering, "My fuckin' god it's her. We need a

plan, or she'll cut every

Tesarik One: last one of their throats."

sullen requital: He moved along with her and peeked down as well, scowling.

He scowled a lot. The helm wasn't one of those helms that covered his face

either, since he liked having visibility, so that scowl was nice and visible!

"Why don't I just go

sullen requital: down there and crack her in the face with my shield, then

you circle around and cut her throat while I'm distracting her?"

Tesarik One: "Done." She ran like a flash down the hallway and into their

room, where she'd use all her fancy acrobatics and swashbuckling abilities to

climb down from her second story broken window, leaving Grayson to head down

the tap room

Tesarik One: way.

Tesarik One: State your info please for my scoreboard!

sullen requital: And he went right on down the stairs, tugging his shield

off the back as he went, and drawing the axe from his belt with his other

hand!

Tesarik One: Solanine Tyr'avin, Amber Defender, 2d48, 34hp, DC18

sullen requital: Amber Defender Grayson, 2d48, 34 hp (29 base +5 Diehard),

dc15

Tesarik One: Grayson 0/34 [15] || Mae 0/?? [22] || Pirate 0/?? [15] ||

Solanine 0/34 [18]

Tesarik One: When Grayson headed down into the tap room, he'd find a scary

tattooed black haired woman with a kukri to Hana'lee's throat, and no sign of

Maria as she'd been outside ordering folks around to pick up all the glass

and the chair and

Tesarik One: had disappeared into the stable. Hana'lee looked quite scared,

and the others in the inne were cowering behind chairs and under tables as

the woman began screaming at them. "Give me the pirates yer harborin and I'll

let ye live."

sullen requital: "Using a girl for a shield, Bloodgut? I thought you were

supposed to be threatening. Must be all talk if you need to hide like that."

He might not know Hana'lee too well, but he wasn't about to put her life at

more risk than it

Tesarik One: Another pirate, a man, had a scimitar in hand and was standing

brutishly at the door, so no one could leave.

sullen requital: already was. He clanged the back of the axe blade against

his shield. "You want the pirates? You got one right here. Come fuckin' get

me, bitch."

Tesarik One: She shoved Hana'lee away and tugged out her other kukri and

grinned at him. "Well, then, tis yer day to die. Ye ain't nothin but

Solanine's whippin boy anyway. Bet ye lick her boots and grovel when no one's

alookin."

Tesarik One: Grayson-

sullen requital: And with that, Grayson moved right in, feinting with the

axe, then attempted to clip her hard right on the chin with the edge of his

shield and daze her.

OnlineHost: sullen requital rolled 1 20-sided die: 18

Tesarik One: ~*~ sullen requital scored 1 poynts damage ~*~

sullen requital: (+6 str. with power attack = 24)

Tesarik One: Hit

OnlineHost: sullen requital rolled 2 48-sided dice: 42 44

Tesarik One: ~*~ sullen requital scored 12 poynts damage ~*~

sullen requital: (+6 str, Lose turn for 2 rounds)

sullen requital: (Oh, used Shield Bash)

Tesarik One: +7 DEF (Elusive Dance skill, leather armor, amulet)

Tesarik One: 5 - out two rounds

Tesarik One: Grayson 0/34 [15] || **Mae 5/?? [22] || Pirate 0/?? [15] ||

Solanine 0/34 [18]

Tesarik One: Mae-

Tesarik One: She was taken by surprise by the shield coming at her, and

knocked her back, dazed.

Tesarik One: Pirate-

Tesarik One: The big pirate at the door grunted seeing that, figuring Mae'd

come right back with a hit but when she didn't do anything he moved quickly

across the floor and slashed out at Grayson.

OnlineHost: Tesarik One rolled 1 20-sided die: 19

Tesarik One: ~*~ Tesarik One scored 1 poynts damage ~*~

Tesarik One: 24

Tesarik One: Hit

OnlineHost: Tesarik One rolled 2 50-sided dice: 32 19

Tesarik One: ~*~ Tesarik One scored 5 poynts damage ~*~

OnlineHost: Tesarik One rolled 1 6-sided die: 4

Tesarik One: ~*~ Tesarik One scored 0 poynts damage ~*~

Tesarik One: +5 = 14

Tesarik One: Def?

sullen requital: (+9 def from armor, +2 from shield, +3 from skill:

distract)

sullen requital: (So 14)

Tesarik One: 0

Tesarik One: (Rp out your skill in your next post for me.)

Tesarik One: Solanine-

Tesarik One: Ah gods, it was already starting. She slunk up along the

window, watching what was going on inside, then when the big man moved from

the door she opened it wide and darted in, coming up behind him with her

thinblades, hoping to find

Tesarik One: a nice soft spot on either side of his spine for the tips to

sink into, "Long way from the sea, ya bastard."

OnlineHost: Tesarik One rolled 1 20-sided die: 15

Tesarik One: ~*~ Tesarik One scored 1 poynts damage ~*~

Tesarik One: 23

Tesarik One: Hit

OnlineHost: Tesarik One rolled 2 48-sided dice: 23 38

Tesarik One: ~*~ Tesarik One scored 7 poynts damage ~*~

OnlineHost: Tesarik One rolled 2 6-sided dice: 2 2

Tesarik One: ~*~ Tesarik One scored 0 poynts damage ~*~

Tesarik One: 26* (Not Left Handed - dual wield and boost to strike, forgot

that)

Tesarik One: +8 = 19

Tesarik One: +2 DEF Leather armor

Tesarik One: 17

Tesarik One: Grayson 0/34 [15] || *Mae 5/?? [22] || Pirate 17/?? [15] ||

Solanine 0/34 [18]

Tesarik One: Grayson-

sullen requital: Grayson knew Mae would be out at least for a few seconds,

so he turned his attention on the other pirate. He raised his shield and

shifted like he was going to dart in to meet that attack, but fell back at

the last instant, feinting

sullen requital: once again, and by the time that weapon hit him all it did

was scrape along his armor. Then in came Sol to stab the guy in the back, and

Grayson snarled, darting in and slamming the shield into his gut, then taking

a vicious swing

sullen requital: at his head with the axe. (Bastion of Strength - double

combat dice)

OnlineHost: sullen requital rolled 1 20-sided die: 11

Tesarik One: ~*~ sullen requital scored 0 poynts damage ~*~

sullen requital: (+6 power attack = 17)

Tesarik One: HIt

OnlineHost: sullen requital rolled 4 48-sided dice: 16 31 36 42

Tesarik One: ~*~ sullen requital scored 16 poynts damage ~*~

OnlineHost: sullen requital rolled 1 6-sided die: 4

Tesarik One: ~*~ sullen requital scored 0 poynts damage ~*~

sullen requital: (20 + 6 strength, +2 sword and board = 28)

Tesarik One: +2 DEF

Tesarik One: 26

Tesarik One: The axe cut through bone and sinew and flesh, and rolled across

the floor leaking all sorts of nasty blood and gore.

Tesarik One: As he rolled and lost his head, he dropped his scimitar and a

very small pistol slid out of his pocket.

Tesarik One: Grayson 0/34 [15] || *Mae 5/?? [22] || Pirate 17/?? [15] ||

Solanine 0/34 [18]

Tesarik One: Mae-

Tesarik One: She was holding to the edge of a table, finally regaining some

of her thoughts about her, but still stunned!

Tesarik One: Solanine-

sullen requital: He yanked his axe out of what was left of the pirate's

head, then turned to Mae! Sol should pick up that pistol before they got

their asses kicked!

Tesarik One: She grinned to Grayson, and then leaped up onto one of the

tables, then down across a couple chairs towards Mae. "You fuckin piece of

shit salty slab of old meat, I'm going to grind you up and feed you to the

fishes!" Well, that

Tesarik One: was actually a good idea. She hopped off a chair and slid down

towards the body of the man, catching up that pistol and putting it in a

pocket of her dueling cloak before she was up and with both weapons in hand

again!

Tesarik One: It is a Holdout Pistol 1d8, with a range of 10ft only. Easily

concealed. Misfire rules apply with a strike of 1.

Tesarik One: Grayson 0/34 [15] || Mae 5/?? [22] || Pirate 17/?? [15] ||

Solanine 0/34 [18]

Tesarik One: Grayson-

sullen requital: He spat down onto the corpse of the other pirate, then

turned his glare on Mae. "You surrender, I might kill ya quick rather'n slow.

You don't have a chance against both of us by yourself." He wasn't going to

dash in now that

sullen requital: surprise was gone! She wouldn't fall for that trick again.

Perhaps she could be intimidated though! (Intimidate check? Not that I think

it'll work.)

Tesarik One: Go for it.

OnlineHost: sullen requital rolled 1 20-sided die: 1

Tesarik One: ~*~ sullen requital scored 0 poynts damage ~*~

sullen requital:

Tesarik One: No. No it did not work.

sullen requital: (I'm not even going to acknowledge that with bonuses)

OnlineHost: Tesarik One rolled 1 20-sided die: 17

Tesarik One: ~*~ Tesarik One scored 1 poynts damage ~*~

sullen requital: He may have mumbled a bit.

Tesarik One: Just for the record.

Tesarik One: Mae-

Tesarik One: "Right, ya bitch, off what ship eh? Oh that's right.........you

don't HAVE a ship!" She cackled mercilessly, then readied her kukri, now she

was up and ready to fight! Using her own swashbuckling ways and moving about

with quite a

Tesarik One: bit of grace for a human as beat up as she was. She caught that

Sol had picked up the little pistol and smirked. "Mine's bigger," and instead

of grabbing her second kukri she tugged her blunderbuss from her side and

pointed it at

Tesarik One: Solanine, then BLAM it went off, sending shrapnel and such at

her.

OnlineHost: Tesarik One rolled 1 20-sided die: 19

Tesarik One: ~*~ Tesarik One scored 1 poynts damage ~*~

sullen requital: (Honor Shield to protect Sol?)

Tesarik One: 31

Tesarik One: Sure. Lemme roll dmg first.

sullen requital: (Ok)

OnlineHost: Tesarik One rolled 2 70-sided dice: 39 21

Tesarik One: ~*~ Tesarik One scored 7 poynts damage ~*~

OnlineHost: Tesarik One rolled 2 5-sided dice: 2 1

Tesarik One: ~*~ Tesarik One scored 0 poynts damage ~*~

Tesarik One: +12 = 22

Tesarik One: (No dmg. RP it out.)

sullen requital: He darted towards Sol as soon as he saw that blunderbuss

coming up and slid to a halt between the two of them, hoping his shield was

sturdy enough to take the shot. And while none of that shot made it through

his shield or armor, it

sullen requital: still hit fucking hard, sending him stumbling back and

toppled over. At least it didn't stun him, he was already starting to get

back up about as soon as he hit.

Tesarik One: Grayson 0/34 [15] || Mae 5/?? [22] || Pirate 17/?? [15] ||

Solanine 0/34 [18]

Tesarik One: Solanine-

Tesarik One: There was her man, and her number one, taking the heat of that

blunderbuss for her! She moved sideways, knowing how sly Mae was, and didn't

want to give her a chance to sneak away. She ran towards her, catching the

wall and running

Tesarik One: straight up them about six feet, then pushed herself off and

brought her blades ready to slice into that bitch, because now.... now she

knew Mae was behind her ship going missing, and that pissed her off more than

she'd been earlier

Tesarik One: which Mae, Grayson and anyone else would see on her face. (Walk

the Walls)

OnlineHost: Tesarik One rolled 1 20-sided die: 1

Tesarik One: ~*~ Tesarik One scored 0 poynts damage ~*~

Tesarik One: (argh lol)

sullen requital: (haha)

Tesarik One: 12 - Miss

Tesarik One: Grayson-

Tesarik One: Sol was so angry that she had to gather her wits about her to

even hit the woman!

sullen requital: His axe appeared to have flown out of his hand, and one of

the straps on his shield broke from that impact. He eyed it, then snapped the

other one with a sharp tug and drew the bastard sword off of his back, then

charged at Mae and

sullen requital: took a big swing right at her kukri-holdin' arm at the

shoulder. Why that one? The blunderbuss was fired, so it was less threatening

at the moment!

OnlineHost: sullen requital rolled 2 20-sided dice: 16 15

Tesarik One: ~*~ sullen requital scored 2 poynts damage ~*~

sullen requital: (whoops)

sullen requital: (Can I keep the first one? Lol)

Tesarik One: (yeah take first one and continue)

sullen requital: (16 +6 power attack = 22)

Tesarik One: Hit

OnlineHost: sullen requital rolled 2 48-sided dice: 35 15

Tesarik One: ~*~ sullen requital scored 6 poynts damage ~*~

OnlineHost: sullen requital rolled 2 6-sided dice: 4 1

Tesarik One: ~*~ sullen requital scored 0 poynts damage ~*~

sullen requital: (11 +6 strength, plus another 3 for two-handed skill)

Tesarik One: +7 DEF

sullen requital: (20)

Tesarik One: 13

Tesarik One: Grayson 0/34 [15] || Mae 18/?? [22] || Solanine 0/34 [18]

Tesarik One: Mae-

Tesarik One: She darted away from the incoming wall-walker, hey she could do

that too! But, for now, she was focusing on Grayson. He'd about taken her

damn arm off with that axe, so towards him she went, blunderbuss tossed aside

so she could

sullen requital: Sword!

Tesarik One: have both kukris in hand now again. Raising them, she rushed

for the man, trying to jab those curved daggers of hers into his armor and

cut deep. (The Perfect Cut - dbl roll)

Tesarik One: sword*****

OnlineHost: Tesarik One rolled 1 20-sided die: 7

Tesarik One: ~*~ Tesarik One scored 0 poynts damage ~*~

Tesarik One: 19

Tesarik One: Hit

OnlineHost: Tesarik One rolled 4 70-sided dice: 27 61 10 60

Tesarik One: ~*~ Tesarik One scored 23 poynts damage ~*~

OnlineHost: Tesarik One rolled 2 4-sided dice: 2 4

Tesarik One: ~*~ Tesarik One scored 0 poynts damage ~*~

Tesarik One: +6 = 35

sullen requital: (+9 from armor, +3 for Distract = 12. Also, using the

Punishing enchant on armor)

Tesarik One: Go for it

OnlineHost: sullen requital rolled 1 5-sided die: 5

Tesarik One: ~*~ sullen requital scored 0 poynts damage ~*~

Tesarik One: 23dmg to Grayson

sullen requital: Well at least she got hit by a good jolt of energy as soon

as she'd stabbed the crap out of him.

Tesarik One: Grayson 23/34 [15] || Mae 23/?? [22] || Solanine 0/34 [18]

Tesarik One: Solanine-

sullen requital: He grunted and stepped back from that stabbing, only

avoiding falling over by digging the point of his sword into the floor.

Sorry, Maria.

Tesarik One: Her trying to kill her man also pissed her off, boy she was

hot! She came at her again, both of her blades ready to take the blood from

this bitch she'd suffered from for years now. She lashed out with her blades

at the woman's back

Tesarik One: while she was pulling her kukris free of Grayson. (Perfect Cut

- dbl roll)

OnlineHost: Tesarik One rolled 1 20-sided die: 7

Tesarik One: ~*~ Tesarik One scored 0 poynts damage ~*~

Tesarik One: 15

Tesarik One: Miss

Tesarik One: Grayson-

Tesarik One: 18* Still miss.

sullen requital: He closed his eyes for a moment and clenched his teeth,

then raised his sword again and charged at Mae, sword raised for a big

overhand chop, although he ran in a bit too close and brought the pommel of

the sword down sharply at her

sullen requital: head instead of following through with the blade. (Pommel

Strike attempt)

OnlineHost: sullen requital rolled 1 20-sided die: 12

Tesarik One: ~*~ sullen requital scored 0 poynts damage ~*~

sullen requital: (18)

Tesarik One: Miss

Tesarik One: Grayson 23/34 [15] || Mae 23/?? [22] || Solanine 0/34 [18]

Tesarik One: Mae-

Tesarik One: She darted to the side, then spun around with a big grin of her

scarred face to Solanine. "Ye can't e'en get yourself in order enough to

prick me, you useless fucker." She moved forward, stabbing at her front with

her dual kukri.

OnlineHost: Tesarik One rolled 1 20-sided die: 10

Tesarik One: ~*~ Tesarik One scored 0 poynts damage ~*~

Tesarik One: 22

Tesarik One: Hit

OnlineHost: Tesarik One rolled 2 70-sided dice: 61 23

Tesarik One: ~*~ Tesarik One scored 12 poynts damage ~*~

OnlineHost: Tesarik One rolled 2 4-sided dice: 1 1

Tesarik One: ~*~ Tesarik One scored 0 poynts damage ~*~

Tesarik One: +6 = 20

Tesarik One: (Sidestep)

Tesarik One: Solanine-

Tesarik One: "Ha!" She stepped out of the way of both of those incoming

blades, and moved up beside her, sending her blades into her side and giving

a violent twist and shove to get her off of them, if she hit this time!

OnlineHost: Tesarik One rolled 1 20-sided die: 16

Tesarik One: ~*~ Tesarik One scored 1 poynts damage ~*~

Tesarik One: 27

Tesarik One: Hit

OnlineHost: Tesarik One rolled 2 48-sided dice: 7 28

Tesarik One: ~*~ Tesarik One scored 3 poynts damage ~*~

OnlineHost: Tesarik One rolled 2 6-sided dice: 5 3

Tesarik One: ~*~ Tesarik One scored 0 poynts damage ~*~

Tesarik One: +11 = 22

Tesarik One: (Artisan Flourish - reflect)

Tesarik One: She was too quick for her, her two blades coming and catching

Solanines, and shoving them away so that her own blades found her flesh!

Tesarik One: +9 DEF (Cloak +1, Spidersilk +5, Amulet +3)

Tesarik One: 13

Tesarik One: Grayson 23/34 [15] || Mae 23/?? [22] || Solanine 13/34 [18]

Tesarik One: Grayson-

sullen requital: He growled when he saw Sol get hit, and anything pretty he

might have in his form vanished as he just took as hard of a baseball

bat-style swing as he could muster at Mae's leg. (Combat Class bonus for

extra 1d)

OnlineHost: sullen requital rolled 1 20-sided die: 3

Tesarik One: ~*~ sullen requital scored 0 poynts damage ~*~

sullen requital: And just missed entirely.

sullen requital: (9)

Tesarik One: Miss

Tesarik One: Mae-

sullen requital: (Not even 9, 7, sorry)

Tesarik One: As Grayson tried to take her leg off, and she hopped away

before he got her, she spun and growled at him, "Alright, ye filthy scum,

I'll wipe the floor with ye once and for all!" And she swung out her kukri

attempting to catch him

Tesarik One: between his armor pieces to draw lots of blood again.

OnlineHost: Tesarik One rolled 1 20-sided die: 7

Tesarik One: ~*~ Tesarik One scored 0 poynts damage ~*~

Tesarik One: 19 - Hit

OnlineHost: Tesarik One rolled 2 70-sided dice: 3 65

Tesarik One: ~*~ Tesarik One scored 11 poynts damage ~*~

OnlineHost: Tesarik One rolled 2 4-sided dice: 1 1

Tesarik One: ~*~ Tesarik One scored 0 poynts damage ~*~

Tesarik One: +6 = 19

sullen requital: (12 def)

Tesarik One: 7

Tesarik One: Grayson 30/34 [15] || Mae 23/?? [22] || Solanine 13/34 [18]

Tesarik One: Solanine-

sullen requital: Well she didn't get him as good as she had before, but she

did drop him to a knee with a grunt.

Tesarik One: "Your fight is with me, you bitch! Fight me!" She ran in for

her, hopping on chairs and such again as her dueling cloak with it's weighted

bottom belled out around her. Blades were sent straight into her stomach.

OnlineHost: Tesarik One rolled 1 20-sided die: 12

Tesarik One: ~*~ Tesarik One scored 0 poynts damage ~*~

Tesarik One: 23-hit

OnlineHost: Tesarik One rolled 2 48-sided dice: 41 4

Tesarik One: ~*~ Tesarik One scored 6 poynts damage ~*~

OnlineHost: Tesarik One rolled 2 6-sided dice: 5 2

Tesarik One: ~*~ Tesarik One scored 0 poynts damage ~*~

Tesarik One: +11 = 24

Tesarik One: +7 DEF =

Tesarik One: 17

Tesarik One: Into Mae's body the blades went, deep, dropping her when the

blades were pulled out. Though she should have been dead........ she stirred,

weakly.

Tesarik One: (Cheat Death)

Tesarik One: Grayson 30/34 [15] || Mae 40/37 [22] || Solanine 13/34 [18]

Tesarik One: --with cheat death

Tesarik One: Grayson 30/34 [15] || Mae 36/37 [22] || Solanine 13/34 [18]

Tesarik One: Grayson-\

sullen requital: He was woozy from blood loss, but managed to lurch up to

his feet again. He stumbled towards Mae, then lifted his sword and attempted

to stab it right down into her chest.

OnlineHost: sullen requital rolled 1 20-sided die: 6

Tesarik One: ~*~ sullen requital scored 0 poynts damage ~*~

sullen requital: (10)

Tesarik One: Miss

Tesarik One: Mae-

Tesarik One: She pushed herself up, oh where was Maria cause she was gonna

be so pissed at all the bloooood on the floor. She pressed against a table,

and stumbled towards the bar, grabbing every bottle of liquor and whiskey and

wine she could

Tesarik One: in a swoop of her hand, and cracked them all on the floor as

they hit, spilling the liquor everywhere! She moved behind the bar, leaning

hard against it.

Tesarik One: Solanine-

sullen requital: What was she, Logen? Making a mess for no good reason?

sullen requital: All that good liquor gone to waste would also make Grayson

sad, if he weren't bleeding heavily.

Tesarik One: "Why can't you just die!?" She ran for her, using her (Walk the

Walls) to run right up the bar and land atop it, then sent her blades down

into the woman's head.

OnlineHost: Tesarik One rolled 1 20-sided die: 16

Tesarik One: ~*~ Tesarik One scored 1 poynts damage ~*~

Tesarik One: 27 - Hit

Tesarik One: (Quickstep - evades dmg)

Tesarik One: She was wounded badly but she still had enough in her to move

aside as the blade came down for her, sinking down to a knee behind the bar.

Tesarik One: Grayson-

sullen requital: He did not have a bunch of running left in him. He stumbled

over to the bar, and made to try and get around it instead of going over it,

sword just clattering out of his hand somewhere in the way, but he did still

have an armored

sullen requital: fist to try and smash in Mae's face with!

OnlineHost: sullen requital rolled 1 20-sided die: 19

Tesarik One: ~*~ sullen requital scored 1 poynts damage ~*~

sullen requital: (23)

Tesarik One: (Sidestep - evade)

Tesarik One: It was more like a roll, than a step really. She rolled

sideways.

Tesarik One: Mae-

sullen requital: Finally got a good roll and grr.

Tesarik One: And, there it was, alcohol ALL OVER the place. With a pained

grin, she tugged out her tindertwig (4/5 now) and struck it, then lit the

alcohol on fire.... the whole half of the bar and the floor in front of the

bar went up in

Tesarik One: flames, soon engulfing the nearest tables and chairs.

Tesarik One: Solanine-

Tesarik One: Dear gods, Maria was NEVER going to forgive them. She new this

place could go up in flames quickly, so she tugged her dueling cloak off her

back and began to beat out the nearest flames, trying to keep it from

spreading.

Tesarik One: Grayson 30/34 [15] || Mae 36/37 [22] || Solanine 13/34 [18]

Tesarik One: "WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOINGGGGG!!" Maria screamed as she burst

in through the door and saw her beloved tap room in flames. She began

screaming out orders for buckets of water, and blankets, and tore down the

curtains so she could

Tesarik One: go and try and hit the flames and make them snuff out. She was

too busy trying to put the fire out to cuss at anyone, though, for the

moment.

Tesarik One: Grayson-

sullen requital: Well naturally, he was only going from rage at the moment,

rather than anything else, so he was attempting now to grab Mae and shove her

head into those flames she'd been so kind as to create!

OnlineHost: sullen requital rolled 1 20-sided die: 15

Tesarik One: ~*~ sullen requital scored 1 poynts damage ~*~

sullen requital: (19)

Tesarik One: Miss!

Tesarik One: Mae-

Tesarik One: She rolled towards the door to the kitchen, burst through the

door and slammed it shut then ran as fast as her feet could take her,

disappearing out the back door. The flames soared upwards, blocking the

kitchen door for the moment,

Tesarik One: allowing her to escape....this time.

sullen requital: (brb)





------addition of characters / will send separately as a storyline.





OnlineHost: Georg Pryme has entered the room.

OnlineHost: No True Form has entered the room.

OnlineHost: Nobilis Arcanus has entered the room.

Tesarik One: Solanine, Grayson, Maria, Hana'lee are inside the tap room of

the bar. Smoke is pouring out the open door and the windows. The flames are

engulfing half of the bar, behind the bar, and along one side of the whole

tap room. There is

Tesarik One: one dead body of what looks like a big pirate, but he's being

burned up too, a scimitar is at his side. Whether up in your rooms, or

outside, you will know something BAD is going down!

Nobilis Arcanus: ::Lovely he could feel the heat through the floor boards

and came rushing out, the warmage coat on over the bare torso, bouncing on

one foot he was getting the other boot on. Leather pants was being laced as

he sprang down the

Georg Pryme: ::He'd been going over some plans he'd brought along with him,

a secret passed down to him from one of his mentors in a certain blade

construction when he noticed the smoke. It was too much for this time of

night from what he'd

Tesarik One: Oh, and blood. Blood everywhere. Grayson is near dead, Sol

injured.

Nobilis Arcanus: stairs. Hey anything that had been going on he just

attributed to,..you know well beds rocking and such! A spring given and

landing down waving his hand at the smoke and was taking some assessment of

the situation now.::What the

Nobilis Arcanus: nine hells happened!

Georg Pryme: been used to seeing. He took a moment to consider donning his

armor but shook off the thought, shifting as he grabbed up his greatsword.

His body stretched and joints snapped, crackled and popped as his heritage

shone through. He

Georg Pryme: looked to be living, jagged granite in the clothing of some

wandereing mercenary::

Tesarik One: Solanine didn't know where Cap'n Mae Bloodgut had gotten too,

behind the bar last she saw, but she was using her dueling cloak to try and

beat the flames despite the blood flowing from her wounds. Pissed to all

hell, for so many

Tesarik One: reasons, she was adding a colorful spray of curses in common

and elven as she tried to beat the damned flames out. "Get out!" She screamed

to Hana'lee. "Get everyone out!"

sullen requital: He dropped to a knee after Mae darted out the kitchen and

knelt there for a moment, dazed. After a bit of waiting he coughed and spat

out some blood, then shook his head a bit. Oh right. Fire. He clenched his

teeth and grabbed the

No True Form: ~She forwent a shirt and just the vest, leather pants and then

her boots, and her daggers slung over her shoulder in their leather sheaths,

just incase because places didn't go up in flames for no reason, running down

the stairs she

Tesarik One: Hana'lee ran up the stairs to start beating on doors and

ushering people out, just in case... in case they could not stop the flames!

sullen requital: bartop, armor at least protecting him from the fire long

enough to get himself on his feet. He took a moment to look around, eyes

unfocused still, and then he took a step towards the kitchen, slumping

against the doorframe. He took

No True Form: glanced around then hissed softly, then turning she ran back

up grabbing a blanket from one of the beds and heading back down to try and

beat some of the flames out~ (D)

sullen requital: a few breaths, then slammed his fist into the doorframe

with a good crunch and a growl, before moving into the kitchen. He was going

to get some water and help with the fire! Was a better option than bleeding

all over it.

sullen requital: (Gah brb again)

Georg Pryme: ::He whipped off his cloak, wrapping it and wringing it round

as he approached the inne, stopping by a water trough to soak it, then ran

inside to start beating at the flames in some effort to help control them::

Tesarik One: She jerked her flask of endless water and yelled to Grayson,

'CATCH", that was plenty of water he didn't need to go in the kitchen, plus

the door of the kitchen was on fire! She started beating with her cloak

again.

Tesarik One: Maria had the stablehands bringing in buckets of water from the

trough outside, and splashing them across the floor, mixing with the blood.

The fire wasn't quite as bad as before, but damn there was tons of smoke. She

had the

Tesarik One: curtains in her hands, beating the flames off her bear which

was now black.

Georg Pryme: ::He set about removing all of the burned objects, carrying

them outside the inne to avoid them sparking up again, keeping wary and

sliding the loop of his scabbard around his shoulders for the time being::

No True Form: ~Coughing she waved her hand infront of her face, as the

stable hand came in she waved to him to give her a bucket of water and poured

it over the blanket she had brought down from upstairs soaking it to allow it

to better beat out

Nobilis Arcanus: ::He hissed then would move forward and began to focus and

draw into the weave now, his eyes closed and he began hissing in the draconic

language.::

No True Form: the flames without catching it on fire.~ (D)

Nobilis Arcanus: pab shio zahae confn ekess sia relgr, dronilnr forth dout

blessings ekess yigmesh nomenoi ixenic bekilip! ::He held his hand out from

the pocket of the warmage coat producing a quartze, the water and moisture in

the air began to

Nobilis Arcanus: grow thicker and denser now working also began to bead

before pooling more and more and leak down the walls in an attempt in putting

the flames out as well.::

Tesarik One: Between them all, and especially as the water poured from the

walls (though it was wreaking havoc on her wall hangings and portraits!) the

fire was put out, leaving water, blood, a dead burned body and blackened bar,

floor and a

Nobilis Arcanus: ::Rather have ruined wall hangings then no walls to hang

things on though!::

Tesarik One: bunch of tables and chairs. Maria moved to open all the

windows, so the smoke could get out, and collapsed on a good chair and

....stared around her, very nearly ready to burst out in tears....but she

didn't!

Tesarik One: True!

Nobilis Arcanus: ::He slowly opened his eyes and looked around blinking,:;ok

I repeat my prior question,..what in the nine hells happened to this

place!?!?

No True Form: ~She dropped the wet blanket and coughing moved out the front

door leaning against the wall taking some breaths to clear her lungs from the

smoke where she was she could still hear but was getting some air as well~

(D)

Georg Pryme: ::He concentrated and shifted back to his normal appearance,

that which they were used to seeing him in. He looked around, trying to spot

the specific source of the fire::

Tesarik One: If he could figure it out, the source was tons of broken

alcohol bottles by the bar that Mae had broken, then lit with a tindertwig.

Tesarik One: "I'd like to know too! I go try to take care of something in

the stables..... and my whole damn inne gets set on fire!"

Tesarik One: Sol breathed hard, leaning against the part of the bar not

ruined, catching her breath then pressing a hand against where she was

wounded. Grayson! "Grayson?!" He'd taken a lot of damage from that damn

pirate captain. She glanced

Georg Pryme: ::He toed the burnt body, he picked up on some broken bottles,

but couldn't draw too solid a conclusion. Someone obviously wanted to send a

message, however. He looked over to Maria, then his head snapped to Sol as

she cried out

Georg Pryme: the name Grayson::

Tesarik One: around, and coughed at the smoke. "We got attacked... Mae

Bloodgut and her crony came in, holding Hana with her knife. We came down

when we heard the screaming, and a fight broke out. Fucking Mae and that..."

She pointed to the

sullen requital: He did not hear catch at all. He did hear the flask thunk

against his helmet, but he had no idea what it was, so he didn't even stop!

He stumbled back from the kitchen with a bucket of water, leaving a nice

thick blood trail behind

Tesarik One: burned body, "that one, tried to kill us... then when we nearly

had that fucker dead, she sent all the alcohol bottles on the bar over, and

lit it."

sullen requital: him, though when he took in that the fire was out, the

bucket just sort of fell right out of his hand and toppled over to spill

everywhere. Another cough got some more blood out of his mouth, and then he

moved on over to start

No True Form: ~She looked around the doorframe frowning some, she didn't

really know anyone well and she wasn't really a healer or anything to help so

she would stay out of the way. unless otherwise needed.~ (D)

sullen requital: picking up his weapons. He leaned down to grab the bastard

sword where he'd dropped it, dropped hard onto a knee, and...well yeah, that

seemed good enough. He didn't move for a bit.

Tesarik One: "Grayson!" When she saw him, she leaped over the bar and dug

into the pouch at her side for a wand she'd stuffed in there from her room

when they packed. She cupped his face, trying to get him to pause a moment

and when he did, she

Tesarik One: touched him with it. (Wand of Full Heal 9/10 uses left)

Nobilis Arcanus: Lovely,::he reached up scratching the back of his head

beneath the braid befoire looking towards the door then to the one that was

coming from the kitchen. Moving over and stood near the door. Arms crossed

over his chest, a blink

Nobilis Arcanus: given.::

Tesarik One: Grayson 30/34 [15] || Mae 36/37 [22] || Solanine 13/34 [18]

Tesarik One: (oops)

Tesarik One: Grayson 0/34 [15] || Mae 36/37 [22] || Solanine 13/34 [18]

Georg Pryme: ::He moved without thinking, and still he was beaten to

assisting the fellow. He helped him steady himself as the healing was

administered, a slight nod given to him then when he was fine and backed

away, giving him his space::

sullen requital: He paused when he dropped to a knee! And when he was

touched with that wand he gritted his teeth and let out a groan, shuddering a

moment after. He felt better, yes, but he was still weak and pale from the

blood loss. "Fucking....

sullen requital: bitch." Not referring to Solanine, of course. "She won't be

doing ....that again..."

Tesarik One: "Fucking bitch, I'm stringing her guts like party lanterns

across the ship."

Tesarik One: Maria started cleaning up, piling things outside that were

useless, muttering beneath her breath. What could she do? Cuss and stomp and

bitch? What would that do. It hadn't been anyone's fault, and she knew it,

but the ones that

Tesarik One: started this all. She was angry, her freckled cheeks were fiery

red, but all she did was just pick up garbage and haul it out.

No True Form: ~She pressed from the wall and moved back in helping Maria

silently with cleaning the trash up broken bottles, checking chairs if any

were not destroyed by fire or being broken to set them aside or toss them

out.~ (D)

Tesarik One: "Thank you." She said to Georg when he helped steady Grayson,

and looked around to the others, nodding towards the other man and the woman

that had helped.

Nobilis Arcanus: ::He gave a nod to the woman before turning and began to

assist with cleaning up as well,..you know thwere was a spell that could

possibly created for just this occasion. An invisible maid or something!

Whistleing softly to himself

Nobilis Arcanus: quietly while working.::

Georg Pryme: ::He just gave a dip of his head as he was thanked:: Think

nothing of it. Just reacted. ::He went back to helping remove the useless

furniture and scraps of what remained, saving Maria some of the burden

there::

sullen requital: He nodded to Georg, not having really realized he helped

until Sol thanked him for it. He pushed himself to his feet then, picking up

his sword as he did. He eyed the blade, which did have some of that bitch's

blood on it from where

Tesarik One: She moved to a table and her thinblades were placed across it,

then the small pistol she'd stolen from the dead guy, still loaded, was put

on the table as well, before she began checking herself for her own wounds.

Tesarik One: "Sadlin's probably nestled between some whore's tits," she

mumbled.

sullen requital: he'd damn near taken her arm off at the shoulder. He tucked

the weapon under his arm, then tugged off one of his gauntlets, tossing it

over near his fallen shield. He then dragged his finger along that blood on

his sword and eyed it

sullen requital: for a moment. One might think he was going to taste it,

since he drank out of skulls and all.

Tesarik One: She watched Grayson a moment, as she pressed a cloth to her

wounds to make sure they weren't bleeding anymore. She'd live, she'd heal,

she wasn't wasting her wand on herself. "Got enough we could find a mage to

trace her ya think?"

sullen requital: "Get me a vial, we'll find out."

Tesarik One: Maria dipped behind the bar, the part still untouched save by

smoke, and pulled out a glass jar full of vials. Plucked one out and handed

it over to her. "Kill the bitch that did this and you'll find a reward from

me, too."

Tesarik One: "Minus the broken window..." She eyed Sol for a moment.

Nobilis Arcanus: ::He looked over towards the others before glancing back

towards Nani before rising and would stroke the braided beard.::

sullen requital: "Who do we have available other than Sadlin? Anyone, or did

they take everybody?" Once he had that vial he set about getting as much of

Mae's blood into it as he could.

Tesarik One: "She's got too many tricks up her sleeve.... she should have

been fucking dead." Sol grumbled.

sullen requital: "Well kill her next time. Meet her on the sea, where she

can't run away like the cowardly bitch that she proved to be."

Tesarik One: "I don't know, my contact just said the ship was taken. If

anyone was left behind, we'll find out when we get to Madder. I've a good

mind to find Mae's flagship and steal it from under her while she's fucking

around on the Sigil."

Tesarik One: "Where'd that fucking weapon of hers get to? Or did she take it

with her?"

No True Form: ~She glanced up as she tossed some broken things into the pile

then brushed her hands together turning some she tilted her head absently

listening. Then glanced around not really sure what more she could do.~ (D)

Georg Pryme: ::He looked to the two who had been here when all this started,

listening to what they were saying and trying to figure out if there was

anything he could do to help::

sullen requital: "There should be the guys I brought with us here, too. I'll

try and get them rounded up here to help with repairs." He stoppered the vial

up, then handed it over to Sol, before pointing over towards the last place

he'd seen the

sullen requital: blunderbuss. Which reminded him! He moved over to his

shield then and picked it up, eyeing the two broken straps, then spitting out

a bit of extra blood still in his mouth out onto the floor. It was a pretty

fucked up floor anyway.

sullen requital: "Damnit."

Tesarik One: She took the vial and tucked it away, furrowing her brow a bit.

Then she glanced around and pointed to the fellow Rhyss who'd made the walls

leak water. "You, a mage? Any spell you got that'll trace a bitch through her

blood?" She

Tesarik One: headed over to where he'd pointed and grabbed the blunderbuss

that had rolled under a table, and dragged it out and put it on the bar. That

damn thing probably beat up his shield and armor quite a bit. "That thing'll

kill you."

Tesarik One: "Thanks everyone...thanks." They'd gotten it all outside,

wasn't much more they could do till they started making repairs. She went

behind the bar and pulled out glasses and began pouring good whiskey for

everyone and slid the

Tesarik One: glasses out. "A toast... no one but the bad guy died, and the

inne still stands."

Georg Pryme: ::He grabbed the vessel of whiskey she'd poured for him,

lifting it in salute to the toast before drinking:: Here, here!

Nobilis Arcanus: Unfortunately no I do not have any spells that can

track,...which I am finding to be a bit of a drawback and will have to fix as

soon as possible. ::He frowned a bit and rubbed the back of his neck then

looked to Maria then moved

sullen requital: Yes, his armor was dented up pretty good, but not nearly as

badly as the shield, which had taken the brunt of that blast. He'd need it

repaired, as well as the straps! He sheathed his sword, picked up his axe and

cleaned it up as

Nobilis Arcanus: over and would lift it for a drink.::I would assist any

time Maria, this has become a home to me.

No True Form: ~She ran fingers through her dark hair and smiled some

glancing outside then turned and moved to the bar picking up one of the

glasses, yeah she could use a drink,...on an empty stomach hah...~ (D)

sullen requital: best he could, then stuck it in his belt, and put the

shield on his back with the sword. "I'll just take water, thanks. I feel

ready to pass out as it is."

Tesarik One: "Alright." She frowned, wondering about her ship. She'd earned

the lead of that ship, and sailed on it for decades now. She was an elf, and

had been sailing since she was young. She went and grabbed a glass of whiskey

and downed it

Tesarik One: in the toast. "I'm Solanine by the way, I don't think I know

you all." Her piratey language had toned down by now.

Georg Pryme: Georg Pryme . . . they call me Deathblow Georg. ::He'd started

using the name more, deciding he wasn't going to let it be something that

would cripple him forever::

Tesarik One: "Nice. I think I could like a man with the name Deathblow." Not

like like, she glanced aside to Grayson who was notoriously jealous.

sullen requital: "Grayson." Fake name, sure, but it was the name he'd used

for quite a while. Easier to pronounce for these silly southerners than his

real name anyway. "Know anyone around here who'll fix my shield up without

charging an arm and a

sullen requital: leg?"

Nobilis Arcanus: I am Rhyss Dalcassian,:;he gave a bow of his head to the

woman.::It is a pleasure to meet you.

sullen requital: And he'd drink his water if it was offered!

sullen requital: given. whatever.*

Nobilis Arcanus: And,..may I see that blood I might be able to do something

with it,::he held a hand out then looked to Maria.::Do you by chance have a

book back there?

Tesarik One: "....Dalcassian?" She eyed the man now, sliding her glass over

for more. Oh dear, she had a keen dislike of nobility, and she knew damn well

that Dalcassian was the name of one of the island kingdoms she tormented's

ruling family.

Tesarik One: Shalott, that was it. She'd tormented them before heading to

the Skegg Islands and procuring Grayson, ha!

Tesarik One: Water was given, of course!

sullen requital: She procured him from Rumeria, thank you. Nobody in their

right mind stayed at the Skeggs.

Tesarik One: And a small book.

Nobilis Arcanus: Yes Dalcassian,::he gave a nod before glancing back

over.::And I might be able to alter one of my spells to tug out information

that could be used,..only need a small bit.::The book was taken, flipping to

the front page he figured i

Tesarik One: She'd raided him from somewhere, hell if she even knew out of

all the villages she'd raided!

Nobilis Arcanus: it had already been read,..that page anyhow and was ripping

the page from the book. Ah the price of magic, the destruction of other

items.::

No True Form: ~She smiled lightly leaning back, looking to the woman talking

then tilting her head some then glanced back to the drink, it was good she

liked it so she took another sip just listening for now.~ (D)

sullen requital: She might not even know he was from the Skegg islands. He

spoke Rumerian and seemed to be from Rumeria, from what she would've got out

of him!

Tesarik One: "As in, King and Queen Dalcassian of the Shalott Islands?" She

frowned, tapping her fingers on the side of her glass.

Nobilis Arcanus: Cousin to the king, from Deepreef myself though. ::Still

had one hand extended for the vial of the blood, brow arched.::

sullen requital: He finished off that water quickly to replenish some lost

fluids, then looked to Maria. "I'm gonna go round up the crew I brought.

Until we're ready to leave, or the place is in good shape again, treat them

like your own workers.

sullen requital: I'll let 'em know what's going on."

sullen requital: It'd only be probably five guys, but they were good workers

and trustworthy. As trustworthy as pirates could be, at any rate. Which meant

they'd damn well listen to what Grayson told them to do.

Tesarik One: (Flaw: Dislike of Nobility) She just couldn't hand it to him,

he'd asked for it and something inside of her refused to obey a request or

command of a noble. She stashed it away and stared at him a moment, then

spoke, "I'll handle

Tesarik One: it elsewhere." She turned away, turning her back to him, and

grabbed another glass of whiskey.

Nobilis Arcanus: ::He chuckled before giving a shrug, the page was placed

back in the book, not like it would mend or be fixed but the page was there.

SLiding the book across the bar to Maria.::As you wish,..though most will

charge you for the

sullen requital: He furrowed his brow at that, then eyed Rhyss with one of

those looks he tended to give people who offended Sol. Most people got

attacked shortly after such a look, but he was still feeling too weak to

fight again so soon, healing

sullen requital: or no.

Nobilis Arcanus: knowledge then probably be bought out by those who you are

seeking to find.

Georg Pryme: ::He'd drifted off in his thoughts, his attention consumed of

late by his desire to put to the forge what he knew was a good test for his

skill::

Tesarik One: "I'm sure I know how to handle fucking mages and their

charges." she answered without even turning her head. She reached out and

grabbed her captain's hat and put it on her head, then finished up her

whiskey.

Nobilis Arcanus: :::He looked back, bronze eyes flashed before giving a grin

that bared t

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Tesarik One: "Sounds good Grayson, thanks." Aww she was depressed, and

sighed a little. She kept telling herself, at least it got halted, but it was

still sad to her! But, she downed her whiskey.

Georg Pryme: Best way to deal with mages is with another mage. ::He spoke

up, coming to himself there for an extended period of time:: Either that, or

hope you can get close enough to run 'em through.

Nobilis Arcanus: If you would like to try go on ahead and see how fast I

blast a whole through you and that shiney armor of yours.

Tesarik One: "Then shut the fuck up," She turned and stared at Rhyss with a

frown.

Nobilis Arcanus: ::His fingers already were crackling with electricty as he

stared at the man,::or has there not been enough blood in here tonight?

Nobilis Arcanus: ANd think about this,..your standing in water.

No True Form: ~Her eyes widened some, what had happened here sounded like

another fight was about to break out,..again. Maybe she should get another

bucket of water and toss it on them all to cool them down.~ (D)

Georg Pryme: ::He growled as he heard everyone's leveles of anger and

aggression rising and he just simply shouted above the din:: QUIT IT! ::He

gave each one a pointed stare, then motioned around the bar::

Tesarik One: "Enough. All of you." She said it with much conviction and even

power behind her voice.

sullen requital: He moved his hand to his axe and curled fingers around it,

eyes narrowed as he stared at the man. He looked ready to whip that axe at

the man's face, but after a moment he relaxed his grip. "You're lucky I have

work to do." He

Tesarik One: (brb)

sullen requital: pushed away from the bar then, and headed out the door

without another word to anyone, door slamming behind him. Not hard enough to

break it further, though.