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The Cantina / Re: Burning Skies Saloon

« on: February 25, 2013, 01:00:58 am »

My face has seen much worse than your blade, but nows not the time for scaring away the patrons I wager.

*Walks over to the jacket and reaches in, pulling out a hefty purse and a circular block wrapped in paper. The smell of cheese fills his mask.*

Some of your famed Asiago I smell. I may of judged yea too fast you bag of bolts.

*PapaP starts laughing hysterically*

"We've been through too much Zill, I don't think I could make that face any uglier!"

*Looking at Bdrlineazn*

"Since ya offered, I'll take some stabsinthe... Don't skimp either, no ones the wiser"

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The Cantina / Re: Burning Skies Saloon

« on: February 24, 2013, 11:42:16 pm »

*Turning to N-Sunderland*

"Well I had a brief encounter with some bandits. The idiots boarded, the ship I was commanding was under equipped for ship to ship fighting, but it was my crew that did the tearing..."

*His hand folds into his forearm revealing a massive serrated blade*

"limb from limb one might say, heh."

*He moves his blade along side Zills neck, using it to point past him at his jacket*

"Payments in the right pocket, mate. Along with a trinket I thought you might enjoy."

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The Cantina / Re: Burning Skies Saloon

« on: February 24, 2013, 11:11:44 pm »

The door opens, it reveals a figure covered in the haze of smoke, no doubt from the cigar in his mouth. He walks in, the actions of his joints accentuated by the hiss from the decompression of hydraulics. He started by removing his top hat, then removed his officers long coat and hung them on the coat hanger on the way in. Above knee and elbow amputations, all his limbs were mechanic, the clicks, sputters, and clanks of cogs emitted from him like a plague. The brass glinted in the light as he passed by a window on his way to the bar. He had northern features; stubble grew on his face except on his left cheek where a scar prevented hair growth. Arriving at the bar, he took a stool and sat down hunched over.

“Yiski, Stabsinthe on the rocks... no more than two cubes, it dilutes the flavour”