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Carn:
look on in shocked delight at the brew, then passes 3 gold pieces to the pink blob"i thought id never get to drink one of these, i never caught your name" looking at pink bartender "let me introduce myself i'm Carn Gormson, former sergeant in the anglean special forces, if you need a favor let me know

ShadedExalt:
Y-You have Hellfire?

Aha!  There's a reason I can knock back this swill without an issue, and it's that stuff!  Give it here, I'll pay you double what I just did for the shine!

*knocks back the whole tumbler in one go and slams it down, holding it out for a fill.*

"Don't worry about the glass, paid a bundle for it- from Chaladon.

Koali:
*Passes back [Carn]'s gold.*

"Wuayo!" (Keep your gold, sergeant! Drinks are on the house! Just don't sit by the fire, and don't make any sudden movements after drinking!)

"Poyo!" (Same goes for you, [ShadedExalt]! I don't want a mess here!)

*Pours a mug with a little less success, blowing off part of the rim.*

*Sheepishly hands it to [ShadedExalt]*

Jester Schulz:
"Well seeing that other stories are being thrown around, it only fits that I should tell mine. I was born in a small nameless village in the Burren. One day a raider named Armored Jack, who had a mechanical arm, raided the village and took me as his protege. I worked on his ship for years until I was old enough to learn how to pilot. He showed me how and my raiding began. After a bit of plundering we finally stopped at a port. I found myself searching for blood that night and picked a fight with a man who turned out to be a Baronies nobleman's heir and only son. Let's just say that I killed him and the Baronies forever hate me for it. Jack was very angry about this and began punishing me on deck. I fought back and after an intense battle which resulted in my left hand being crushed, I killed Jack and took over the ship. My hand was useless so I cut it off and replaced it with a mechanical hand which I made from Jack's arm. I continued raiding until a Baronies bounty hunter showed up. The captain of that ship was a ruthless woman and was the adopted daughter of the nobleman. They got a man onto my ship and caused a mutiny. While the mutiny was occurring, they bounty hunter ship attacked. I was captured and brought before the nobleman whose son I killed. He sent me out to an old prison fort in the most northern part of the Firnfield. There I was beaten and was left to suffer for all eternity. That's where I got this grin like scar. Complimentary of the warden. After some years in prison a riot occurred. Turns out some of the men from my old crew had been planning this for a while. I escaped and began raiding again. The same bounty hunter came after me but this time I was ready. I beat her and captured her. I bargained with the the nobleman and he agreed to not hunt me down ever again. After that I took a break from raiding and became an adventurer. I spent a good bit of time in the Labyrinth looking for old world tech and objects of value. The bounty hunter who I then found out was my long lost older sister (the nobleman had two children with my mother, so in short we were bastard children of a wealthy nobleman) decided to join me. She resigned from the Baronies army to go on her own path and find who she is since she was living a lie constructed by her father. After a bit of adventuring, I got bored and decided to become a mercenary to any faction willing to pay. I predominantly stay in the Burren but have been known to travel west to Yeshan territory. That's a shorter version of my story but you get the picture."

*Looks at [Koali]*

"Careful with that stuff. It has been known explode spontaneously."

*Looks over at [Carn]*

"Nice rifle you got there. Check this out."

*Pulls out his ivory handled, nickle plated custom revolver and places it on the table.*

"I had this specially made about 2 months ago after I dropped my old one into one of the engines. That was a nightmare to fix."

Carn:
"What are you thinking!"turning to shadedexalt"he said hes got only 10 kegs! If we go through it at that rate it'll be gone within a month at the absolute latest, this could be the last hellfire in existence"

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