Skulls & Shackles IC

[Smileybastard]

Thellan

Thellan shrugs and heads out the door. One step at a time. Get out of the locked room and see what the situation is. Can't fight a whole pirate crew and you never know. piracy might be the life for me.

[The_Shaman]

Marcian

The half-elf scowls at the door as the sunlight blinds him for a second, and his expression does not change for the better when he sees the speaker. "Son of a..." he all but growls as he instinctively reaches for the sword at his hip. Of course, it is not there, and by the looks of it none of the others seem interested in a confrontation.

Revenge is not for the hasty, nor for those who cannot hide their venom until the proper time, he remember the old Calistril saying. On the other hand, his instructor had told him never to ignore insults, and this damn well qualified.

Then again, the instructor hadn't been fond of stupid fights, like being unarmed against several men. And Harrigan... hmm, who was that man, exactly? "Captain who? And who might you be, anyway?" he said, looking at the whip-bearer's face, trying to remember him from yesterday. After THAT, he wouldn´t forget him in a hurry.

[Tiny]

Pete

Petes eyes narrowed in the bright light of the door and with a last suspicious glance towards the purring feline fiend he followed the others out of the room.

[Draco.v9]

Seeing the Half-Elf move for her non-existent sword make Onyxia think could they take these thugs.
She moves her hand into the light so that her claws shine in the light and puts a quizzical look on her face.
Can we do this.

[ylvathrall]

Eliza

Eliza stands and walks out of the room meekly. Revenge may be in order at some point, but she needs more information before she can decide whether this is the case and, if so, how to most efficiently achieve it. For now, she will cooperate with them. For now.

Shadow climbs up her arm as she walks, and curls up on her shoulder.

[Draco.v9]

Onyxia doesn't want to wait any longer for instruction from the crew "I don't need to talk to you I'm going." Onyxia proceeds to the closest staircase up the deck to see what is going on for herself.

[Tiny]

Pete

The name of the captain finally managed to pierce the fog of Petes common stupor and started something akin to a thought process. "Old Capn' Harrigan?! That be meaning we be aboard the wormwood I recon.." He spat, a fat and disgustingly green and yellow tinted wad, and continued. "..and with me booze drying up and feline fiends aboard it's a recipe for all kinds of bad times ahead..." Shaking his head as he continued by mumbling. "Knocking a man over in a bar and taking his booze.. It ain't right it ain't.."

[Smileybastard]

Thellan

Thellan grins. "The captain can't keep a crew without kidnapping people? Sounds terrifying."