




Wildmagic_warrior wrote:Looking around, Milo saw Liza seated at a table near one of the grimy windows. "Ey!" he called, shoving his way through the tables full of drunks towards his captain. "We're all wantin' ter set sail back aboard the Maiden. We're gatherin' the crew an' whatnot." He pulled the coins from his pocket. "We're packin' up an' shippin' out, with yer permission, o' course." He strode up to the bar and purchased two bottles of rum, then growled at the men who were glaring angrily at him. "Go on," he threatened them. "Attack me, I dare ye." He drew his dirk and whirled it between his fingers. When they drew back, he grinned, exposing his pointed canines. "Yeah, y'all git along an' run back to yer mammies."
[No spelling errors, I promise ^^ That's just how he talks.]


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