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BdrLineAzn:
--Docks--

*BdrLine's House*

*All is quiet in the house as bothe BdrLine and his mother are still in their separate rooms still sleeping*
*In his room, BdrLine is sleeping soundly, until the explosions rang through the city knocking him out of bed*

The Flak? I thought the raiders were gone?

*Liu wakes up as well with a fright and goes out form her room to Bdr's*

"Azn what's happening? Are we getting attacked again?"

*BdrLine getting up from the floor looks out his window to see smoke clouds at two different location.*

"I don't know"

*He goes to the door and starts to go downstairs, With Liu following behind*
*BdrLine then heads for the entrance to go out*

"Mother stay here. I'm going out to see what is happening, upstairs back in Ny's room, I think she left her pistol there. Go and get it, and if anyone comes, use it. You know how to use it right?"

"Yes I know how to work a gun. Had to in my early travels"

"Ok mother, stay safe"

*BdrLine goes out the door towards his warehouse to get his rifle, while Liu heads to Ny-Lee's room to retrieve the pistol*

*As BdrLine arrives at his warehouse he opens the door and remembers all his things are in the basement*
*He heads downstairs and spots his bolt-action on a weapons table*
*Quickly he goes over to it and slings it over his shoulder and grabbing an ammunition belt*
*Outside, he hears muffled gunfire as he runs outside*

*BdrLine heads back up outside and sees Zill and the others and tar clouds*
*He runs over to them*

"The Flak just happened?!? Nevermind, is everyone alright?"

*Ny-Lee sees her brother*

"We are all fine, looks like we had a robbery but we got everything back, but the robbers escaped. Where mother?"

"Safe back at home. What a way to start the mourning huh?"

"Not exactly"

Captain Lockheart:
having fallen out of his bed from the explosions lockheart and his crew were running up some of the robbers "friends" at the docks.

*Sword pointing at a group of workers and his pistol at his side*

"see, we here arn't with the admiral, but we like this place a hell of a lot"

*his crew were pointing there weapons at them, among coldcurse who had been staying aboard the "Yeshan Dragon" *

"so if you would be kind and let these nice guards take you away that would be preferable to you losing another firefight."

*guards take men away*

"nice work gents"

*sees the squid take off and rushes to the port to meet everyone, pistol drawn*

"what's happened here?"

He says out of breath.

Yiski:
--Port Tar Barrel--

The two guards were helping Yiski get to the nearest triage to get some medical attention. This left Roland to explain the current state of things to Lockheart.

Yet there was a question in everyone's mind. What connection does Yiski have with this 'Lauren'? Before anyone figured out how to approach the subject, Yiski was at a triage. Ny-Lee looks to Roland.

"How do you think this 'Lauren' and Yiski are connected?"

Roland shrugs his shoulders.

"Not a clue. You know Yiski is not one to talk about his past in detail."

RearAdmiralZill:
Zill kicked the dust and surveyed the surroundings. Everything was pretty much intact. Soldiers were carrying the turn-coats away, a few dockworkers were beginning the cleanup, and they were all left standing there. Zill just mumbles under his breath and walks off toward his Galleon. Jun'ko, recognizing his frustration, answers Lockheart.
"Some robbers got away with their lives and nothing else. I guess Yiski recognized one, but we won't know much about that till he gets patched up."

She lets out a sigh and heads toward the saloon. Zill would want some space and she needed a drink after yet another eventful day.

Zill sat on his main deck railing and took a swig from his flask. Overlooking the Port, he saw Yiski getting carried off, and the group slowly dispersing. He looked over the rest of the City which was still hazy from the smoke of the bombs. Too many thoughts crossed his mind and he finished off his flask to drown them. He saw the flash of a Council courier's outfit coming into the docks, followed by him walking toward his galleon.
Yiski was right. No rest for the wicked.

Captain Lockheart:
After hearing the news, lockheart retreated back to his galleon and challenged coldcurse to a spar, the crew gathered round as lockheart and coldcurse traded blows while the crew drank and cheered, this went on for some time.

Lockheart: "well ill call it a draw, you did good for someone on a new limb."

*they both chatted at the captains table on the helm deck of the ship before lockheart headed back to the saloon*

*walks into the saloon*

"Good day, i hope your all well after this morning."

*sits down on his usuall seat*

"a white steam whiskey if you would"

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