Burning Skies Saloon

[Gabranth]

-outside of the Saloon-

*gabranth wakes up,  dusts off his cloth,  and walks into the Saloon*

"Ah,  Ahoi.  Finally open" *grinning" " May I have a Grog?  Would be very kind, I didn't slept well..."

[Yiski]

--Saloon--

Lauren lifts her head and sees the patron walk in. Even though she had been working at the saloon for the past few weeks, she couldn't tell if he was a regular or newcomer. Regardless, she was happy because at least she got to do something.

"Well, I don't think Yiski has any grog, but we have stuff that's better for the same price."


--Zill's Warehouse--

As Yiski is walking through the Port Tar Barrel to get to Zill's warehouse, he spots Zill's galleon.

"Could have sworn that would've been scrap by now."

Yiski keeps walking till he get to the warehouse door and knocks.

[Captain Lockheart]

*Lockheart walks into the saloon, holding his pipe in his sling arm and his crutch in his good arm*

Lockheart
"Hello Gents, Ladies, anyone I missed. "

*notices the new patron, and nods his head to him*

Lockheart
"Oh, you may want to bring out all the alcohol you have. I just saw Coldcurse pull his hunk'o'junk into port."

*takes a seat*

Lockheart
"Two hellfires if you would please."

*lights his pipe*

[RearAdmiralZill]

-Zill's Warehouse-

Zill heard the knock and motioned Jun'ko to the back rooms. He took out his pistol and went to the door, talking through it.
Zill
"What do you want?"

Yiski
"For you to open the damn door."

Recognizing Yiski's voice, Zill reluctantly unlocks it and sits back in a chair, his pistol on his lap. Yiski opens the door and walks in, seeing only Zill with his pistol drawn.
Yiski
"Do you really think you need that?"

Zill
"I hope not. I was that easy to figure out eh?"

Yiski
"I can't imagine you getting too far with your injuries. I'm somewhat amazed you made it here."

Zill
"I do what I must. So what are your intentions?"

The room seemed to stagnate at the question, and Yiski stared at him a moment......

[Gabranth]

-Saloon-

*Notices the welcome and nods back*
 
"Yeah, I dont know what you usually drink around here , so I take the same , that the mate with the Pipe drinks. And make it double , please."

*looks around*

"Nice Pub ya got here. Im not from here , I kinda... well stranded here , I think. You dont know by any Chance someone who would hire a shipless captain? " *grinning*

[Coldcurse]

--salloon--

Two barrels of ale roll into the salloon, soon followed by coldcurse.
his longoat contains more holes this time.
his body got wounded.
coldcurse spots lockheart and smiles.

captain coldcurse:
"sorry to let you wait lockheart. those pyramidion warships are damn hard to take down, especially when a huge galleon platoon comes out of nowhere."

coldcurse grins as he sees that guitar again.

captain coldcurse:
"well im glad that thing is still there"

[Captain Lockheart]

Lockheart
" Well, I guess I could do with a pilot. I can't pilot, nor handle myself in a fight for at most another week.
It depends how much your charging, and where your headed. I can't risk a long journey, we could be attacked"

*lockheart  adjusts his hat*

"So, what be your conditions??"

*looks at Gabranth and examines him*

"Where abouts are you from? And how did you end up here"

*smokes pipe. Notices Coldcurse*

Lockheart
" took your time, I see you fared pretty well"

* looks at barrels*

Lockheart
" is that the same watered down shit you up in your engines?, jeez they were a nightmare to fix..."

[Gabranth]

*greets Coldcurse, then looks to Lockheart*

Gabranth:
"Im from Volokhoim, a short flight from the Capital of the Guild. Maybe you know the Famous Volok-Grog ? The best Grog youve ever had , I tell ya.. Well lets say a chain of really stupid events brought me here , my ship is wrecked , and on top of that my Back hurts because some arrogant young Arashi  Mercenary stomped on it...*sighs* And now I´m here and whining my ass off... So what about you ?
You look like you have some stories to tell.." *grinning*

[Captain Lockheart]

*to Gabranth*

Lockheart
" a few, but I don't want to bore you with my lifestory, all you need to know is I am Julius Lockheart. I am Commodore of the northern fjords fleet. You attack there or my home town of Chaladon and you'll have me personally handing your ass to you."

* looks up and sighs*

Lockheart
"Jeez, I'm sorry my arm is killing me. Ill have to get it checked out "

Lockheart
" oh, and I saw you sleeping outside,"

*slides a pouch of coins to Gabranth.*

Lockheart
" rent yourself a apartment in the docks, their not the nicest but it'll do*

[BdrLineAzn]

--Saloon--

BdrLine enters the saloon and sees the others.

"Mourning all."

He then goes to the bar and takes a seat and spots Lauren.

"Hey Lauren, not at the Academy today? Well you think you can make me a Froast Fire?"

[Yiski]

--Saloon--

Lauren was beginning to eat her words from earlier. The saloon slowly started filling up and it soon filled to capacity. Now she was wishing there was nobody in the saloon so she could go back being bored. Lauren was quickly moving between patrons and tables serving all the drinks necessary. She mentally whined.

"Yiski! I need help!"


--Zill's Warehouse--

The silence was ripe with apprehension and tension.

_Yiski
"First off, you can thank my for not tannin' either of you. Second, be thankful that witnesses have poor eyesight."

_Zill
"Not like you would've turned us in anyways."

_Yiski
"That's besides the point." *sigh* "Just tell me this. Does the box contain any info as to why either us or the city is being targeted?"

_Zill
"Nope."

_Yiski
"Good enough. You might want to see Oliver or something because you look like a scrap heap. Once you're patched up, stop by for a drink. Skies know we need it."

Yiski waves as he leaves the warehouse and heads for the saloon.

[Gabranth]

*slides a pouch of coins to Gabranth.*

Lockheart
" rent yourself a apartment in the docks, their not the nicest but it'll do*

*Puts the pouch in his Vest*
Gabranth:
"Thank you mate! The floor is indeed not very comfortable. When we see eachother again , I owe you a few Drinks!"*sighs*
"Mh I guess I could work at the Docks for instance...
Well whatever , Good luck with your arm!"   *raised his Glass in Lockhearts direction*

[Coldcurse]

-salloon-
coldcurse takes a seat next to lockheart.

captain coldcurse:
"those barrels are filled with wine from the outern regions. i had to get it alone because my crew died in battle."

coldcurse grabs the guitar and plays some old songs from the outern region.
he notices lauren behind the bar, he waves at her.

captain coldcurse:
"hello there pretty lady, may i ask your name?"

[Honeybadger]

-The Roof of The Burning Skies-

Honeybadger
What the fuck happened last night?

Honeybadger scratches his head and then realizes he is on top of the saloon. After the initial shock, he lowers himself down and latches himself onto a window and tries to open it.

Honeybadger
Cmon you peice of shit...

Just as Honeybadger unlached it, his grip let go and he fell to the floor in front of the saloon door. He dusts himself off and walks in.

Honeybadger
Good morning, or rather afternoon...

[Captain Lockheart]

* turns to Honeybadger.*

Lockheart
" ahoy my man. "

* takes a drink of one of the hellfires, then slides the other to the seat honeybadger was heading to*

" you look tired from those bloodshot eyes, I was saving it for me'self but you look like you need a wake up call"

* chuckles, and drinks some more hellfire*