The Green Dragon

[Rembrandten]

Indeed perhaps I do. But there's a counter between us both and plenty of coins to count. And hours and seconds eternal until the odds turn for us to go on living. May take a day or two to conjure up the images of my time spent past, you know how things are when communing between the spheres, all sorts of things can get lost if your tripod isn't even. And even worse things can go wrong if you don't properly flame the conjuring brew. But as soon as the next day I promise you visions of all sorts of delights that we just aren't allowed to have in Tynon.

[Morgan le Fay]

*Walks in, blinks at Rembranten. Decides it's time for a drink so it makes much sense*

[Jupitor]

I'm too drunk to taste this chicken


...so I'll just pour another drink

[Cosmic Fury]

Hey guys, what's up?

Oh, and I need a good glass of red. Nothing like something strong to wash the night away.

[King Alboin]

"Sir, how are you today?"

I are in a most jovial attendance, ye ole locutionary gent. An old friend, I do contend, thy soliloquy is quite familiar, thy countenance taint. Perhaps the Norns have purchased thee a new jeaun du flair, albeit thou secret safe with me. *touches finger to nosetip*


Never the mind, I implore ye stay the course, yet run up a warning flag to steer clear of the larboard hatchway. Many a scoundrel hath decided it shall remain the Shank's privy.

Strong smoke ye say? aye, with no heavy encouragement, I shall share some of mine...



Traded from the east, Surat I think, the Glory Mae, she brought five casks hither. I've a fine stashe should ye be of interest in private trade. The Company's arms do not reach this far west, and be sure they would be pressed to climb a jibe should they try, for want of arms to hang on with ... ROFL.

Match?





Ah, seems I am being called away... um, should ever be in need of an "underwriter" , here is me card...





forgive me, I must attend to this...




*faint whispers heard, then SLAP!!*

*I rubb my cheek* I must protest Sadie, she is my prisoner, not my consort.

I was not flirting I was just helping her up the ladder....

Well yes, one hast to look up when helpin a lass ...

She almost fell, of course I had to reach up to keep her from falling...

No I did not even notice her shift ...

Nor her bodice ...

I have no intentions upon her, only upon the Marquis' gold.

It's only business ... now, head back to the ship, we'll need an inventory of her provisions by eight bells on the morrow.

[Cosmic Fury]

Well, if you had no intentions for her, I'll do the flirting!

*shoves KA out of the way*

[King Alboin]

*pulls out flintlock pistol*

*shoots CF in the arse*

*hot lead ricochetes off his iron drawers, plinks off the tavern bell, grazes past the drunk in the corner, hits the lock on the strong box, flings up amongst the beams, wounds the parrot in the leg, bounces off the rafter, zips across the hold, lands on the bar and rolls to a stop.*

Hey, that's my prisoner, she must stay intact till I git paid! Her virtue is under my protection.

plus that I brought you some sea wenches, back on page 8 ...

andto keep the place more wossename
compliments of the Old Plane Captain hisself ...



Cosmic Fury, thy choice of sea wenches -.o


a hardy hazzah and cheers for the Gov'ner

[Jupitor]

aye, where be my wenches?!

[Morgan le Fay]

Oh my, far too my wenching for my delicate disposition.

[Jupitor]

DON'T LOOK AT ME!!!

*points at KA*