TREEHOUSE (tavern)
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TREEHOUSE (tavern)
The Treehouse is the islands first (and only, so far) tavern. It is built 20 feet up in the air, around a huge cotton tree that grows right up out of the sandy beach. The construction looks a lot like the rest of the buildings in Beachtown, shoddy, unattractive, and built with mostly flotsam, drift wood, and thatch.
There is a wide platform that makes up the main portion of the bar. It has a short 4' railing all the way around it. There is a rickety ladder that leads up through an opening next to the tree's trunk. There is also a small cart with ropes attached to each corner that one could get into. These ropes are connected to pulleys high above the main platform, allowing the whole contraption to be pulled up into the tavern for those who are unable to climb up the ladder.
The whole place looks to be in pretty rough shape. The "bar" itself is actually just a long rough plank with a few makeshift stools in front of it. The libation selection is somewhat limited to whatever is readily available on any given day. Right now, the two choices are a weak, watered down grog or RUM. (with or without fruit juice) The back bar is small and only has a few crockery mugs and pitchers next to the main wooden casks and barrels.
There is another wooden platform that acts as a ceiling on the first level, indicating that there may be another floor above. No stairs or ladder can be seen leading up there, however. The ropes from the cart/elevator run right through the upper boards of the ceiling. It also looks like there is a trap door that the cart would fit through in the ceiling, but it is always kept closed.
There is a short makeshift fence that runs around the entire tree. It doesn't seem to serve much of a purpose as it is only about three feet high. There is no door or gate in the fence.
There is a wide platform that makes up the main portion of the bar. It has a short 4' railing all the way around it. There is a rickety ladder that leads up through an opening next to the tree's trunk. There is also a small cart with ropes attached to each corner that one could get into. These ropes are connected to pulleys high above the main platform, allowing the whole contraption to be pulled up into the tavern for those who are unable to climb up the ladder.
The whole place looks to be in pretty rough shape. The "bar" itself is actually just a long rough plank with a few makeshift stools in front of it. The libation selection is somewhat limited to whatever is readily available on any given day. Right now, the two choices are a weak, watered down grog or RUM. (with or without fruit juice) The back bar is small and only has a few crockery mugs and pitchers next to the main wooden casks and barrels.
There is another wooden platform that acts as a ceiling on the first level, indicating that there may be another floor above. No stairs or ladder can be seen leading up there, however. The ropes from the cart/elevator run right through the upper boards of the ceiling. It also looks like there is a trap door that the cart would fit through in the ceiling, but it is always kept closed.
There is a short makeshift fence that runs around the entire tree. It doesn't seem to serve much of a purpose as it is only about three feet high. There is no door or gate in the fence.
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Miss Tal
Flips a gold coin to Randall, the dark skinned youth. "Well, that should buy us both a drink to quench my thirst after days of travel., she says and takes a seat at the bar. Krystal points to the obvious difference culturally and dress between him and the other patrons, "I would guess you know this place at lot better than them. Do you range far into the forest, can you tell me what's beyond the hills? If I ever needed a trustworthy guide are you the fellow?"
Randall
"Me guess a might know a bit more den mos people out here, but me no jungle guide fi sure. Da loggers at da end of da trail would be da ones to ask about wa pon out der in da bush.
Now den, will ya be haffin rum.......or grog?
Miss Tal
Flips a gold coin to Randall, the dark skinned youth. "Well, that should buy us both a drink to quench my thirst after days of travel., she says and takes a seat at the bar. Krystal points to the obvious difference culturally and dress between him and the other patrons, "I would guess you know this place at lot better than them. Do you range far into the forest, can you tell me what's beyond the hills? If I ever needed a trustworthy guide are you the fellow?"
Randall
"Me guess a might know a bit more den mos people out here, but me no jungle guide fi sure. Da loggers at da end of da trail would be da ones to ask about wa pon out der in da bush.
Now den, will ya be haffin rum.......or grog?
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Raythan is pushed aside so others are allowed to enter the tavern. The bar is empty other than two drunkards and Randall. He greets each person as they enter.
"Yesa! Yesa! Welcome! Come on up to da Treehouse!
Grog......or rum?
"Yesa! Yesa! Welcome! Come on up to da Treehouse!
Grog......or rum?
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"Bonnie"
After entering the treehouse and wandering around for a bit, Bonnie jumps up on the bar and starts talking.
"Excuse me, could I have everyone's attention? Bonnie scans the group.Thanks! I've met some of you and look forward to meeting the rest. I'm Bonnie. First off let me acknowledge that this place is, I'm sure, not what anyone had in mind when they saw that advertisement. I know it wasn't mine when I first got here. But looking around at what promises to be a capable group, I know we can make the best of it and find what we are each looking for. So, in the spirit of cooperation and what is hopefully a long and beneficial relationship....a round of rum is on me!"
Bonnie hops down and makes arrangements with the bartender.
After entering the treehouse and wandering around for a bit, Bonnie jumps up on the bar and starts talking.
"Excuse me, could I have everyone's attention? Bonnie scans the group.Thanks! I've met some of you and look forward to meeting the rest. I'm Bonnie. First off let me acknowledge that this place is, I'm sure, not what anyone had in mind when they saw that advertisement. I know it wasn't mine when I first got here. But looking around at what promises to be a capable group, I know we can make the best of it and find what we are each looking for. So, in the spirit of cooperation and what is hopefully a long and beneficial relationship....a round of rum is on me!"
Bonnie hops down and makes arrangements with the bartender.
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Monocar
I still talking Saracen's ear off as they climb up. "...And then my brother fell out of the boat and was screaming at me 'You big...' " He stops mid-sentence when he finally enters and offers up a big smile an wave to the bartender when he walks in. "Hey! Nice to meet you! Monocar Jemara, at your service! And my good friend and business partner Saracen... uh... The Orange!"
He grins hearing the friendly Elf lady from before and nudges Saracen with a grin before turning back to her and the bartender. "Rum sounds good for me. By chance you have something to eat too? I'm starving!" he says grinning and looking eager as his eyes scan the room.
I still talking Saracen's ear off as they climb up. "...And then my brother fell out of the boat and was screaming at me 'You big...' " He stops mid-sentence when he finally enters and offers up a big smile an wave to the bartender when he walks in. "Hey! Nice to meet you! Monocar Jemara, at your service! And my good friend and business partner Saracen... uh... The Orange!"
He grins hearing the friendly Elf lady from before and nudges Saracen with a grin before turning back to her and the bartender. "Rum sounds good for me. By chance you have something to eat too? I'm starving!" he says grinning and looking eager as his eyes scan the room.
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Wes
Wes climbs up into the treehouse shortly after the others. He orders a rum and begins to circulate the room, looking for anybody who might be interested in splitting the cost of one of Mr Nehru's shacks.
"So then, anybody still looking for a place to stay? Nehru's prices are a bit steep for my purse, but I don't like the sound of that common room. Had enough of that on the deck of the ship. Do you fancy splitting the cost of a shack until we can all get some funds together? Oh, and something for you to consider: when you share a room with a druid who can talk to animals, you don't have to worry about being overrun by rats or eaten by flying bugs". He winks.
Wes climbs up into the treehouse shortly after the others. He orders a rum and begins to circulate the room, looking for anybody who might be interested in splitting the cost of one of Mr Nehru's shacks.
"So then, anybody still looking for a place to stay? Nehru's prices are a bit steep for my purse, but I don't like the sound of that common room. Had enough of that on the deck of the ship. Do you fancy splitting the cost of a shack until we can all get some funds together? Oh, and something for you to consider: when you share a room with a druid who can talk to animals, you don't have to worry about being overrun by rats or eaten by flying bugs". He winks.
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Jack, lost boy:
Having no interest for rumorgrog, whatever that is, Jack contents himself walking the outer perimeter of the treehouse platform, enjoying the incredible views of the ocean and the jungle canopy.
A treehouse. A real treehouse! he thinks as he ponders the possibilities:
Having no interest for rumorgrog, whatever that is, Jack contents himself walking the outer perimeter of the treehouse platform, enjoying the incredible views of the ocean and the jungle canopy.
A treehouse. A real treehouse! he thinks as he ponders the possibilities:
Suddenly, Jack is standing right next to the Man of Nature. He looks up at him and says softly. "I... I am looking for a place to stay, mister. I'm small. So I won't take much room. ...Do you think we could stay here?"Jernau35 wrote:Wes
"So then, anybody still looking for a place to stay? Nehru's prices are a bit steep for my purse, but I don't like the sound of that common room. Had enough of that on the deck of the ship. Do you fancy splitting the cost of a shack until we can all get some funds together? Oh, and something for you to consider: when you share a room with a druid who can talk to animals, you don't have to worry about being overrun by rats or eaten by flying bugs". He winks.
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Miss Tal
Krystal thanks Randall for his knowledge and knocks back a glass of dark spicy rum, coarse and throat burning and bangs the glass on the table. "Now to business then, no time like the present. The loggers camp is at the end of the trail. How far is that?" Krystal asks Randall flipping him an extra gold and taking the bottle of rum. Looking over the tavern patrons, she sees a few faces from the ship and another elven lady (not a she-elf, or an elfess,).
"Any brave enough to trek to the logging camp can come with me, I leave within the hour. I expect to stay a couple of days and explore the fringe of this settlement. Beats combing the beaches for driftwood. Beachtown ain't going anywhere soon," she says and turns to gather her stuff. Taking a table she pulls up a few chairs and pours the remaining rum from the bottle into several glasses, inviting folk interested in the excursion to join with her.
Krystal thanks Randall for his knowledge and knocks back a glass of dark spicy rum, coarse and throat burning and bangs the glass on the table. "Now to business then, no time like the present. The loggers camp is at the end of the trail. How far is that?" Krystal asks Randall flipping him an extra gold and taking the bottle of rum. Looking over the tavern patrons, she sees a few faces from the ship and another elven lady (not a she-elf, or an elfess,).
"Any brave enough to trek to the logging camp can come with me, I leave within the hour. I expect to stay a couple of days and explore the fringe of this settlement. Beats combing the beaches for driftwood. Beachtown ain't going anywhere soon," she says and turns to gather her stuff. Taking a table she pulls up a few chairs and pours the remaining rum from the bottle into several glasses, inviting folk interested in the excursion to join with her.
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Randall gives this behavior a strange look but doesn't interfere once the order is placed. He takes a head count and tally's up the damages.Monsieur Rose wrote:"Bonnie"
After entering the treehouse and wandering around for a bit, Bonnie jumps up on the bar and starts talking.
"Excuse me, could I have everyone's attention? Bonnie scans the group.Thanks! I've met some of you and look forward to meeting the rest. I'm Bonnie. First off let me acknowledge that this place is, I'm sure, not what anyone had in mind when they saw that advertisement. I know it wasn't mine when I first got here. But looking around at what promises to be a capable group, I know we can make the best of it and find what we are each looking for. So, in the spirit of cooperation and what is hopefully a long and beneficial relationship....a round of rum is on me!"
Bonnie hops down and makes arrangements with the bartender.
"Dat be 7 rum toe tal at 1 gold per mug. Dat will be 7 gold, please!
Randall grabs Krystal's hand as she attempts to swipe the whole bottle.Spearmint wrote:Miss Tal
Krystal thanks Randall for his knowledge and knocks back a glass of dark spicy rum, coarse and throat burning and bangs the glass on the table.
"Ya canna haff da ole bokkle fi dis one coin! It be one coin per mug! Da ole bokkle is 15 gold!!! Dis stuff aint easy ta come by way out ear!
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Randall serves the drinks out to each patron (if Bonnie pays) then he looks to the huge rambling giant named Monocar.
Yesa! Ello der!
NO! We no haffi tings ta eat up ear. Dis only da rum bar.
Der is no rooms eider. Nobody live up above! It only use fi storage!
Yesa! Ello der!
NO! We no haffi tings ta eat up ear. Dis only da rum bar.
Der is no rooms eider. Nobody live up above! It only use fi storage!
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"Bonnie"
"Of course, of course. No problem at all." Bonnie turns to the only other rational being in the room and sits down with her.
"I'm Bonnie" She says in elven to Krystal. "What is such a fine lady of the noble race doing way out here? I'd be glad to join you on your expedition, assuming we can have some company."
Bonnie raises an eyebrow at this news, but smiles and hands over the gold.Randall wrote: Randall gives this behavior a strange look but doesn't interfere once the order is placed. He takes a head count and tally's up the damages.
"Dat be 7 rum toe tal at 1 gold per mug. Dat will be 7 gold, please!
"Of course, of course. No problem at all." Bonnie turns to the only other rational being in the room and sits down with her.
"I'm Bonnie" She says in elven to Krystal. "What is such a fine lady of the noble race doing way out here? I'd be glad to join you on your expedition, assuming we can have some company."
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Lightfinger harrumphs.
Standing, hands on hips glaring at those who arrived at the treehouse before him, then mutters and stalks back to pick up his satchel. Clearly some of us were somewhat less gallant than others. If I didn't need to nail that Zombie... Where did that old guy go? He retrieves his gear and ascends into the treehouse.
Standing, hands on hips glaring at those who arrived at the treehouse before him, then mutters and stalks back to pick up his satchel. Clearly some of us were somewhat less gallant than others. If I didn't need to nail that Zombie... Where did that old guy go? He retrieves his gear and ascends into the treehouse.
Ooooo, rum! The charming Hobbit nearly dances to the forefront of Bonnie's sudden entourage of admirers. My Lady, you are obviously one of good taste, with a definite talent for reading people. Unusual to find such wisdom and courage in one so fair! He shoots a look at Randall, I'll have mine with fruit juice. His sparkling smile and thick dimples return to the Lady. Thank you ever so much, dear Miss, Lightfinger's the name, if you are ever in need of me. He bows slightly, then turns and takes in what passes for a bar.looking around at what promises to be a capable group, I know we can make the best of it and find what we are each looking for. So, in the spirit of cooperation and what is hopefully a long and beneficial relationship....a round of rum is on me!"
I'll room with you, Preacher. I like you Wood Priests, I've seen what you can do. Several back where I'm from. I'm safer with you than without. His eyes lock suddenly upon Jack. Bring the Boy with you, he nor I take up much space, and I think this kid's got talent. Did you see him picking off those Zombies with a bow?So then, anybody still looking for a place to stay? Nehru's prices are a bit steep for my purse, but I don't like the sound of that common room.
Neither am I, I think, Lighfinger answers the Elven beauty, Today I celebrate my first sea voyage, tidy up whichever hut good Wes deems suitable, and have a good meal. Likely scout about the outskirts of the town a bit. Tomorrow you won't able to keep me away from the loggers' trail camp. He gives her a quick wink for good measure. She likes me.Any brave enough to trek to the logging camp can come with me, I leave within the hour. I expect to stay a couple of days and explore the fringe of this settlement. Beats combing the beaches for driftwood. Beachtown ain't going anywhere soon.
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Raythan
Raythan extricates himself from the tavern. not real happy with the behaviors of the patrons during the zombie attack.
Raythan extricates himself from the tavern. not real happy with the behaviors of the patrons during the zombie attack.
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Wes
After making his pitch for room-mates to all chip in and share the cost of a shack for a week, Wes finds himself in conversation with Lightfinger and Jack, who have both expressed an interest.
"I'm sure we'll all be cramped in there, big or small," he says "I can't imagine Mr Nehru has put more than the minimum of effort into them. Still, it will be a pleasure to have your company. I spoke to Saracen on the way over here, and he's up for sharing too. 'Safety in numbers', he said. Well, we'll definitely have the numbers!"
"To be honest, I think splitting the cost is the right way to go. I don't see the point in renting a shack for a whole week really. Let's face it: we're not here to lie in bed all week, we're here to adventure, explore, and seek fortunes! We'll probably spend most of our time out there in the jungle".
"Now then, I'm just a poor simple country boy, but by my reckoning, 5 gp split four ways is 1 gold and 5 silver each. Do you want to head on over to Nehru's office after we finish our drinks? We can pick up Saracen on the way".
After making his pitch for room-mates to all chip in and share the cost of a shack for a week, Wes finds himself in conversation with Lightfinger and Jack, who have both expressed an interest.
"I'm sure we'll all be cramped in there, big or small," he says "I can't imagine Mr Nehru has put more than the minimum of effort into them. Still, it will be a pleasure to have your company. I spoke to Saracen on the way over here, and he's up for sharing too. 'Safety in numbers', he said. Well, we'll definitely have the numbers!"
"To be honest, I think splitting the cost is the right way to go. I don't see the point in renting a shack for a whole week really. Let's face it: we're not here to lie in bed all week, we're here to adventure, explore, and seek fortunes! We'll probably spend most of our time out there in the jungle".
"Now then, I'm just a poor simple country boy, but by my reckoning, 5 gp split four ways is 1 gold and 5 silver each. Do you want to head on over to Nehru's office after we finish our drinks? We can pick up Saracen on the way".
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Jack, lost boy:
Jack's little chest swells with pride at the talkative hobbit's assessment of his archery skills.
"I... I would go to the logging camp," he says to the mean, wicked, evil lady.
Then he turns to the kind druid and the funny hobbit: "Maybe we should go to the zombie camp with everyone before we pay Mister Nehru. What if we don't come back?
"... right away, I mean."
Jack looks to the nasty lady and the nice lady named Bonnie, "I can be ready in an hour!"
Jack's little chest swells with pride at the talkative hobbit's assessment of his archery skills.
"I... I would go to the logging camp," he says to the mean, wicked, evil lady.
Then he turns to the kind druid and the funny hobbit: "Maybe we should go to the zombie camp with everyone before we pay Mister Nehru. What if we don't come back?
"... right away, I mean."
Jack looks to the nasty lady and the nice lady named Bonnie, "I can be ready in an hour!"
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Raythan is disgusted by the actions of the two uncaring drunkards in the Treehouse, even more so when they are included in the free drinks. He takes his leave and heads back over to the Hi-Lo.
Randall the barkeep gives Jack a sideways glance when he starts wandering around his bar. Once Lightfinger begins speaking, the elf child is simply passed off as a young Halfling. Lightfinger bravely asks the keep if he could have some fruit juice mixed in with his mug of rum. To which Randall replies, "Yesa! Yesa! No problem! Ya know.......da grog be much cheaper ana lot less po tant if ya'd rader haff dat, likkle fella!" The two freeloading yet quite rough looking patrons have a good chuckle once the juice is poured.
Krystal announces her bold plan of attack of heading out down the logging trail within the hour. Bonnie and likkle little Jack are her only immediate takers. Monocar speaks to the elf lady, but he seems more intent on playing games of chance with her instead.
Ever the wise one, Waesfaren lines up three roomies to share a shack with. Lightfinger and Jack both agree to the idea, but offer the broke druid no monetary assurance. The druid decides to also head back to the Hi-Lo once his mug-o-rum is finished.
Randall the barkeep gives Jack a sideways glance when he starts wandering around his bar. Once Lightfinger begins speaking, the elf child is simply passed off as a young Halfling. Lightfinger bravely asks the keep if he could have some fruit juice mixed in with his mug of rum. To which Randall replies, "Yesa! Yesa! No problem! Ya know.......da grog be much cheaper ana lot less po tant if ya'd rader haff dat, likkle fella!" The two freeloading yet quite rough looking patrons have a good chuckle once the juice is poured.
Krystal announces her bold plan of attack of heading out down the logging trail within the hour. Bonnie and likkle little Jack are her only immediate takers. Monocar speaks to the elf lady, but he seems more intent on playing games of chance with her instead.
Ever the wise one, Waesfaren lines up three roomies to share a shack with. Lightfinger and Jack both agree to the idea, but offer the broke druid no monetary assurance. The druid decides to also head back to the Hi-Lo once his mug-o-rum is finished.
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Miss Tal
Krystal takes Monocar by the hand and leads him to the table, "Please, Miss Bonny, let me introduce one of Hochochs' finest young men Monocar, indeed one of the heroes' of the ship. He braved the waves to go face to face with the snarling sharks that sought to sink us, armed only with a spear and much courage." Krystal gives Monocar one of the glasses of rum and pulls a seat for him. "I am sure he will play guardian to us and accompany our trek along the logging road, won't you?"
Krystal takes Monocar by the hand and leads him to the table, "Please, Miss Bonny, let me introduce one of Hochochs' finest young men Monocar, indeed one of the heroes' of the ship. He braved the waves to go face to face with the snarling sharks that sought to sink us, armed only with a spear and much courage." Krystal gives Monocar one of the glasses of rum and pulls a seat for him. "I am sure he will play guardian to us and accompany our trek along the logging road, won't you?"
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Lightfinger laughs loudly.
Keep your gold, Preacher, I'll cover this. We've already seen the lad here is unencumbered by wealth, and between us, I'd much rather the orange Half-Orc be in my debt than vice-versa. Not that I'd hold anything like that over his head, oh no, I value my head too much. It simply cheers me to know a strong arm will be among us if the need arises. I truly would like a place to call our own, if in fact we do go on an excursion this very day; you never know, we may well be returning in a much bigger hurry than we leave.
Keep your gold, Preacher, I'll cover this. We've already seen the lad here is unencumbered by wealth, and between us, I'd much rather the orange Half-Orc be in my debt than vice-versa. Not that I'd hold anything like that over his head, oh no, I value my head too much. It simply cheers me to know a strong arm will be among us if the need arises. I truly would like a place to call our own, if in fact we do go on an excursion this very day; you never know, we may well be returning in a much bigger hurry than we leave.
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"Bonnie"
Bonnie smiles at Monocar. "I believe we've met. I saw your bravery on the beach, so while I'm not surprised at your ship adventure I am intrigued. How ever did you come to be over the side of the ship fighting sharks hand to fin?!"
Bonnie gives Monocar her undivided attention.
Bonnie smiles at Monocar. "I believe we've met. I saw your bravery on the beach, so while I'm not surprised at your ship adventure I am intrigued. How ever did you come to be over the side of the ship fighting sharks hand to fin?!"
Bonnie gives Monocar her undivided attention.
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Monocar Jemara
Well, that was not what he expected. The young man finds himself being escorted by a pair of beautiful elven ladies and handed a cup of rum. He finds himself looking at them in disbelief, and in his shock he even looks at Saracen as if to ask is this really happening? He settles in and at least has the decency to blush a little at Krystal's accolades.
"Ladies, I would be more than happy to help you in any way that I can. It would be an honor to come along with you, but I have two questions. 1. What are we doing? and 2.
Spearmint wrote:Miss Tal
Krystal takes Monocar by the hand and leads him to the table, "Please, Miss Bonny, let me introduce one of Hochochs' finest young men Monocar, indeed one of the heroes' of the ship. He braved the waves to go face to face with the snarling sharks that sought to sink us, armed only with a spear and much courage." Krystal gives Monocar one of the glasses of rum and pulls a seat for him. "I am sure he will play guardian to us and accompany our trek along the logging road, won't you?"
Well, that was not what he expected. The young man finds himself being escorted by a pair of beautiful elven ladies and handed a cup of rum. He finds himself looking at them in disbelief, and in his shock he even looks at Saracen as if to ask is this really happening? He settles in and at least has the decency to blush a little at Krystal's accolades.
He grins a little and takes a swig of his rum. "Well these big fish were coming at the boat and the captain and crew were getting all excited. Captain says, everyone with a missile on the rail. So I ran over and grabbed my spear. I tried to throw it but I missed. Plunk! Right into the drink." He has another sip of his drink. "I'm going to miss that spear. Anyway! I braced for impact and sure enough they rammed the ship. Once I had my footing I spotted a long pole with a gaff hook so I grabbed it up and went back to the rail. By now one was dead from arrows and stuff, another was in the wake eating someone's granny who had fallen off the ship when they rammed. I got ready and asked for someone to lash a rope around me so I wouldn't fall off into the water... I think someone pushed me..." he eyes Krystal suspiciously for a split second remembering. "Anyway, there I was hanging by the rope around my wait with the gaff hook in my hands... This big fish pokes his head right out of the water because he," points a thumb at Wes. "Started making all kinds of weird noises. Apparently it looks up out of the water to see who was skinning mice alive and I wacked him right on top of the head just as everyone let loose arrows and magics and all kinds of buggery on both of them. As we sailed away, the other two fish just turned around and ate their dead buddies instead of chasing us. I thought I would be hauled up... but Krystal here hands me a chum bucket and asked me to start fishing... well... I guess that part isn't important... Point is, after even all that we show up just as those zombie-what's-its were attacking and then I met you.""Bonnie"
Bonnie smiles at Monocar. "I believe we've met. I saw your bravery on the beach, so while I'm not surprised at your ship adventure I am intrigued. How ever did you come to be over the side of the ship fighting sharks hand to fin?!"
Bonnie gives Monocar her undivided attention.
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