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Burning Skies Saloon
RearAdmiralZill:
*Zill ponders the thought*
That is a good point. I wonder what this stuff and hydraulic fluid do when mixed. *Laughs*
Papa Paradox:
"I didn't say I didn't like it... It's very much an acquired taste. A couple more on me, for me and my good friend!"
*The drinks arrive*
*The glass staring dauntingly at Papa P, He mans up and chugs the mug.*
*A twitch comes over him and his mechanical leg flexed right through the bar table, while steam was rushing out of his ears.*
Yiski:
--NARRATOR--
The moon was out in full force tonight and it started getting around the time when the saloon was emptying out.
Zill made his way back to the Port. There was still a lot of fixing to do and more tar to run.
Paradox was headed back to the HQ. He still had a lot of paperwork to deal with.
BdrLine and Ny-Lee went back to his place, but still had to be careful for any hidden fireworks lurking.
Qwerty emerged from the back and had the two intruders from earlier still bound and tailing him out the door. Yiski wondered what Qwerty had learned from the Wild Wind Ale. He figured he could ask tomorrow.
All that remained was Roland, Yiski, and... Spoon. Roland and Yiski stared at Spoon. By the time the saloon completely cleared out, Spoon has an assortment of artistic renderings all across his face. The two looked over him and chuckled. It looks like Spoon was becoming a regular boarder in the saloon.
Yiski threw a blanket on Spoon and went into his room in the back. Roland headed up stairs to the spare.
All in all, it had been a good day despite a somewhat lack luster bar fight.
Oh well... maybe tomorrow will bring in more ruffians.
--NARRATOR END--
--END OF DAY 26--
Yiski:
--START OF DAY 27--
--NARRATOR--
It was the crack of dawn and Roland and Yiski were still asleep until a loud...
*KNOCK* *KNOCK*
The knocking persisted until Yiski finally got up, wiping his eyes. Roland, on the other hand, was still asleep being a heavy sleeper.
Yiski mumbled to himself. Bloody skies, who the hell would wake me up this early in the damn morning? He yawned and was about to unlock and open the door. He stopped himself. Wait... this could be another trap. Yiski then went to the bar and grabbed Blood Bolt off the wall, cocked it, and held in front of him.
Yiski went to the door again and unlocked, took a few steps back, raised his rifle and said, "It's unlocked. Come in."
Silence. Yiski waited a few minutes. Then he waited a few more. Cautiously, Yiski opens the door and sees a letter pinned on the door. He gave a small chuckle.
Bloody messengers.
He opened took the letter and noticed it had the Council's seal on it. Damn. This can't be good.
Greetings Yiski,
You have been summoned by the Council to discuss the recent events which have taken place within the last month.
The Council also wishes to speak to you matters concerning a project you may be interested in participating.
Upon receipt of this summons, you will avail yourself to the Council immediately.
Yiski sighs. "Damn, what do they want with me now? Better leave something for Roland." Yiski proceeds to leave a note on the bar.
Council meeting. Probably be there for a while. Open without me.
Yiski unlocked the door, stepped outside, re-locked it, and headed for the Council's chambers with Blood Bolt in hand, just in case.
--NARRATOR END--
--HOURS LATER, NEAR OPENING--
*Roland wakes up and heads downstairs. There was an unusual silence.*
Strange, usually Yiski is up and tinkering in the back.
*Roland approached the bar and noticed Yiski's note. He cringed.*
A Council summons! These usually do not end well.
*Roland sighed, as much as he wanted to rush to the Council and see what was going on, he knew Yiski would yell at him if he didn't get saloon open on time.*
RearAdmiralZill:
*Zill walks out of Oliver's house. The long night at the Port did no good for his hand, so we went in to have it fixed up. He shakes it and moves it around. Itll do.
He is immediately greeted by a Council messenger (much to his distaste). The messenger produces another letter from them...
Our benevolent Admiral,
You are to attend a Council hearing immediately upon this letter's receipt.
While it does not pertain to you directly, your presence is requested due to the nature of the meeting.
Past events will be discussed with another citizen of Anvala, as well as a short audience with you afterwards.
Zill has been to these before. Usually some gasbag that gets sucked into a mission due to past events of varying legality. He is uneasy however, as the events of yesterday, even the past month, have been hectic at best. Better check on Yiski.
He turns, and not a second later he sees Yiski headed down the way, letter in his hand. His head sinks...
He certainly was right. No rest for the wicked.*
*He intercepts Yiski*
Do tell me that is not a Council meeting "invitation." Tell me they dont care about your past events. I dont need this crap today.
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