RolePlay "A fresh Start"

[Axy]

Goose: I thought it was the bartender's... Horse, I don't know if it is safe to speak with her, - in a lower tone - she speaks with her dog and pretends it responds... like if animals could actually speak...
Horse: Just pretend it didn't happen, lots of people do it and it works. Imagine that the banker ignored that gunman when the gunman called him to the bar, he probably woulnd't be in this situation. Ignoring the problem makes it go away.
Goose: what sense does that even make?
Horse: I don't know, just saying...
Goose: Just shut up! I want to see how this ends up!

[Leo]

Tom says looking at Emily "Oh, it's magic alright! It has to the power to, uh, the power to, uh I forget. Anyway if you're fine with coming along with fee that's just alright."

Tom grins.

"Oh yeah, that reminds me. The necklace has the power to carry weight. It weighs nothin' and makes it feel like you're carryin' less. I can't tell of course, cause I just carry my trusty pistol, that's it. I suppose it makes my draws better..."

[Meliva]

Emily shrugs

Eh, if you really don't want it, I'll just give it to my sister. Magic or not, she'll probably curse it, give it to someone and laugh as they suffer. Crazy woman that one sister of mine- completely insane. If you ever meet a woman who looks exactly like me, don't trust her. Real evil woman that one.

Emily kneels as she looks her dog in the eye and smiles as she speaks

Alright Girl, do what you do best.

The dog nods, stands up and begins mauling a nearby man, before Emily thinks for a moment and shouts

No wait, do what you do second best.

The dog stops and quickly walks out the door, Emily close behind as she whispers to Tom

We uh, might wanna leave now.

[DezNutz]

The stale stench of ocean air and death seeps through the tavern.

Slow foot steps approach the tavern door. Thud, Chink, Thud, Chink.

The tavern door swings open.

A man with auburn hair, a long beard, and a wooden leg, dressed entirely in black with red stitching enters the tavern and surveys the tavern.

He steps forward toward the bar. His wooden leg making a thud as it hits the floor, and his sword and pistols chinking against his attire.

Taking a seat at the bar, he takes off his tricorn and tosses a single gold coin marked with skull and crossbones.

A deep but raspy voice speaks


Whiskey.

And do so with some quickness, I've got business de settle.

[Meliva]

Burt the bartender quickly bites the coin, nods happily and hands him his drink. Then he looks to the man.

If'n you need to know where anyone be, be lookin for work, or just somethin do do, just ask. I know most folks in this port, and most jobs and things that need doing. If not, just toss me more coins If'n you want more to drink.

He shouts to Tom

Oi, be careful with Em now. Don't think she's all there, but she's honest more or less.

[Leo]

"That's right!" yells Tom from across the room.

Tom approaches the one-legged man.

"If yer business be killin' pirates, then I'm yer man. If yer business be killin' non pirates, I'm yer man. In fact, as long as yer business involves killin' at all, I'm the man fer the job. You see, I'm what they like to call a mercenary. Killin' is my buisiness. But first let me introduce myself."

Tom sticks out a blackend hand.

"My name is Thomas Blackthorn, but you can just call me Tom. Can I be of service to you, mr... mr... what's the name?"

[Axy]

Goose: Wait a minute! Why did the dog just leave like that?
Horse: It went looking for the bad guys, obviously! Dahahah!
Goose: Oh, right, makes sense! But what about them just changing from looking for the gold to looking for the old man's pocket?
Horse: You see, big boys manage to do two things at the same time. It is something we can't really understand, as we don't even have hands and 25 is being really old.
Goose: My friend, I need hands for nothing! Did you ever see me shoot? I AM THE BEST. And you can't even guess how.
Horse: I am sure you are...
Goose: Anyway... Do you think the wooden leg is gonna say something? He is taking forever!

[Meliva]

Emily and her dog quietly walk back in, as she quickly surveys the scene, before she looks to the man she left on the floor after her dog mauled him and she sighs and shouts to Tom

Uh, while you talk with the fellow with the wooden leg, I'm just gonna take care of this fellow.

She quickly walks over to the man, and slowly drags him out the back as she whispers to the dog

Go start digging a hole will you?

She calls to Tom

Want me to hide that fellow you shot while I'm at it? Or you got that?

[Henry Avery]

*a low, rotting hulk of a black , fifty gun frigate, hull sheathed in rusty iron and greenish copper, fog rolling off the bow sailed into Aiora's harbor, despite it's red sails being naughty but rags, and the ship's moldering captain, one Admiral Thomas Dreadbolt, also known as "The Crimson Shade" lept to the dock, empty sockets fixed on the tavern*

[Meliva]

Burt looks out the window, and shouts

Uh, there's what appears to be some sort of undead fella out there who I think is headed this way. Em, this isn't some guy you killed or something is it?

Emily comes in, both her and her dog rather dirty and she shrugs

Maybe? Eh, if it is I'll just pretend to be my sister and act like I don't know him. Hey Black, I'll go ahead and clean up the mess you made while I'm at it, just uh, be ready for a fight if the dead fella isn't friendly.

Emily quickly goes upstairs and drags the banker outside, her dog following.

so since we are about to have 2 guys named Tom, might be a bit of confusion from that. So I'm gonna call Thomas Blackthorn just Black, and gonna call Thomas Dreadbolt Dread, or either of you can give a different nickname if you prefer.