Smoldering Corpse Bar

[Kiros Verilant]

Kiros watched the mage go, "I wonder if he knows that Shilera is actually an incubus transexual." The tiefling grinned, imagining the mage yelping in surprise as he got penetrated by something that definetely wasn't supposed to be on a succubus.

[Lyra Fang]

The duo of Lyra and Skycarver slipped into the bar unnoticed.
"An' what, exactly, do ye think we ought do now cap'n? Scream at th' top o' our lungs fer willin' sprogs? good muscle be hard t` find an` e`en harder t` pay."

"I figure something out, I always do." Skycarver responded with a smile and a confident tone. Lyra knew it was no point arguing. The captain did what he wanted and that was that. Succeeded most of the time to.

"ye go do that whatere'tis yer plannin'. As fer me, I be gonna go get roarin' drunk" she spoke back before setting course toward the bar, ordering dragon's breath beer. It was just the thing for starting barbrawls, challenging people to drinking contests and...why not? She spun on the heels of her boots, coat bellowing out behind her as she raised he massive mug.
"What fella thinks hisself man enough t' drink me under th' table!?" She shouted out, challenging everyone in the bar.

Skycarver, who was slowly walking around the bar asking men and women who looked like capable fighters, simply gave a smile that mirrored the one on the bartenders face. Of course, the reasons were different.

The bartender smiled because he saw some extra gold. Skycarver smiled because he saw the promise of a very rewarding barbrawl. Afterall, was there any better way to see who knew how to fight?

[Kiros Verilant]

Kiros observed the entrance of the rowdy pair.

"You may want to leave soon. There's going to be a brawl." He said to Shrill quietly. "In here, brawls tend to get deadly." He loosened his sword and daggers, in case he had to draw them quickly. He then took out a knife and began to twirl it in irritation. He didn't appreciate his drinking being interupted by brawls.

[Shrill]

"I find brawls most enjoyable." His voice was that of the Rakshasa, as if though it any moment would devolve into a growl or roar.

Skycarver had little luck, each patron here either being a drunk or weakling. Then, he cought sight of a Tiefling quite obviously experienced in fighting. And a Rakshasa, who were known for being powerful warriors.

"Hello gents." He said, looking up at them from the floor. This establishment was most certainly not gnome friendly. "My name be Skycarver and I be looking for able bodied men who could fantom working for me as protection on me ship. A fine vessel she be, making her way across the planes. 'Course, there be plenty o gold in it for ye. Whadda ya say?"

Meanwhile, a group of overconfident men had answered Lyra's call, and were now falling one by one to her supperior constitution. Unfortunately, the emotions started to build with the alchohol, and the less aggressive patrons were already starting to leave, not wanting to be caught in the middle.

[Kiros Verilant]

Kiros studied Skycarver, "I'm afraid I'm employed at the moment. You'll have to speak to my current employer. Unless of course," he nodded to Shrill, "You no longer require my services." Kiros flashed a glance in the direction of Lyra, keeping an eye on the uilding tension. His knife twirling frew steadily more aggitated, but other than that, he seemed completely calm.

[Shrill]

"You do as you wish, not my place to stop you." Shrill responded, thinking about the offer himself for a second. "Infact, I think I join you."

[Kiros Verilant]

Kiros nodded, then turned to Skycarver, "What is the pay?"

[Shrill]

"oh, there be plenty o copper. Seven per-cent, straight off the top." Skycarver said, giving a odd emphasis on the cent. "So, you lads in?"

Shrill gave a nod and a smile while Skycarver looked anticipatively at Kiros.
"What it be?"

[Kiros Verilant]

Kiros thought it over. Normally he wouldn't go for a job that didn't have a set salary, but he had been getting bored lately, and this seemed like a good opportunity to shake the dust off his boots. "I'm in." He said, as he rose to his feet.

[Shrill]

As Shrill followed Kiros lead, Skycarver smiled.
"Well then boys, this way be it." he said, leading them out the bar as a man was thrown across the bar.

"Anyone else touch me arse an' the'r gonna feel ten times his pain!" Lyra shouted, waiting for a seconds to see if anyone else felt like stepping up. As nobody did, she downed her beer in one sweep and followed the captain out.

(Think we gonna be needing a new thread for the ship....)