Teravola

2006-04-25 [X name]: Jhared:*With a stare at the fight being antagonized at one of the tables, he deftly rolls the rubber ball back into his sleeve. Staring, a frown begins to wrinkle his wind-burned visage*

2006-04-25 [snowwolfsa]: Captain: *grabbing reavers wrist as it connects with his throat, an smirks some twisting it back an throwing him over the bar counter, into the shelves that held the glass

2006-04-25 [X name]: Jhared:*Briskly stepping down from the raised makeshift platform he had begun to ascend, Jhared begins to step towards the circle of patrons beginning to form around the two combatants*

2006-04-25 [dead~spirit]: Reaver: *as he staggered up, he looked at Captain in shock, and then quickly ran back at him. Even for Captain his speed was some what astounding..*

2006-04-25 [X name]: Jhared:*The fat balding innkeeper waddles over to Jhared at a speed belying his bulk:"Yah, uhh, Mr. Merrilin, you must do something! My establishment!-" Laying a hand on the fat man's shoulder, Jhared murmers something softly to the man, and continues picking his way towards the brawlers*(Will interrupt after The Captain's next reaction)

2006-04-25 [snowwolfsa]: Captain: *amazed for a moment, the man was faster then he had anticipated but still, not fast enuff... he side stepped some as the man ran past him, tripping him an putting him face first into the ground, his knee in the mans back, an a sword blade now gently touched the back of the mans neck "....your good... but... not ready for tafia" he spoke, before he let the man up an sheathed his weapons before turning for the door

2006-04-25 [X name]: Jhared:*Stepping into the circle just as the Captain leaves, Jhared raises an index finger in interruption and opens his mouth. Seeing as it appears to be over, he snaps it shut, lowering his finger*

2006-04-25 [dead~spirit]: Reaver: *slowly gets up, and looks around before staggering towards the door.*

2006-04-25 [snowwolfsa]: Captain: *with a nod to Jhared, as he passed him, noticeing the man was going to speak, an figured it rude to at least not agnolodge him with a nod, he then exited the tavern an headed down the street

2006-04-25 [X name]: Jhared:*Blinks rapidly for a moment, standing in the middle of the circle as the two combatants leave. Shrugging, he turns to look at the majority of the crowd:"Well, they didn't break anything, and the floor isn't too bad, so let the show proceed, Gentlemen and Gentle Ladies!*

2006-04-25 [dead~spirit]: Reaver: *follows out after the captain.* "Hey, most guys dont deat the hell out of me without telling me their names!"

2006-04-25 [X name]: Jhared:*As the tavern doors swing shut, Jhared can be seen proceeding to the center platform, once more flourishing his rubber juggling balls, one after another. His high voice can be heard faintly from the outside of the tavern as the door snaps shut:"That was a brawl, my good folk, but let me tell you the story of the mightiest brawl of them.." His voice fades out*

2006-04-25 [snowwolfsa]: Captain: *turns to look at reaver "...my name.... well its sn...i meen just call me captain"

2006-04-25 [dead~spirit]: Reaver: *walks over to him.* "I never seen someone fight like you.. mind if i tag along?"

2006-04-25 [snowwolfsa]: Captain: *shrugs "if you dont mind alot of water...then its your choice...but you sail with me, you follow my rules...youll have to pull your own wait on my ship... its not a free ride"

2006-04-25 [dead~spirit]: Reaver: *I been on ships before.. Im sure this one isnt much different.."

2006-04-25 [snowwolfsa]: Captain: *nods "alright then, your welcome to come with me..." he spoke as they headed towards city port

2006-04-25 [dead~spirit]: Reaver: *followed him, and stayed silent as he whiped the blood from his face.*

2006-04-25 [snowwolfsa]: Captain: *as they reached the port, there was a massive tall sail ship docked there, the name Starbreeze on the side, an a pirate insignia on the flag "well this is it"

2006-04-25 [dead~spirit]: Reaver: *looks at it.* "ok.. i can work with this.."

2006-04-25 [X name]: Jhared:*After several hours of entertaining the Inn's patrons, an exhausted Jhared locates the Tavern Keep:"I'm just so sick of it all, Thomas. The crowds are always the same. The same desperate women, the same drunken men, but me? I get older, Thomas. I get older, and nothing else changes. I must move on, my friend, but I will see you again. Rest assured and in good health, Good Keeper."*Bowing deeply, Jhared makes another spectacular flourish of his cloak, making a vow that he is never able to keep*