Bar fight

[Haron]

In a fashionable office building several blocks from the bar, Haron sits behind a large desk, counting gold coins. Then, three knocks can be heard. Haron looks up, nods, and a guard opens the front door. A boy enters, looking a little scared, but he walks up to Haron and hands him a note.

Haron reads the note, and starts mumbling to himself: "Morgan... and Valar?" He raises an eyebrow. "Donkeys being thrown?" He shakes his head. He quickly makes some calculations, then sighs. "Sorry", he says, and walks over to the boy, "but I'm afraid..." Haron stops in his tracks. He reads the note once more, carefully. Then he walks over to his desk, opens a drawer and pulls out a paper. To the trained eye, a tiny smile might be seen on his face. "Ah. Yes", Haron says. "I think the T'zak Ryn will accept this contract after all!".

When the boy leaves, Haron gives a few orders to one of his men. He then puts a handful of gold coins in a purse, and starts walking towards the door. Halfway there, he hesitates, then returns to the desk, removes first two, then one more gold coin from the purse, and return them to the table. "This will have to do; the governor is more than wealthy enough already" he says to himself, before he leaves the office and enters a waiting carriage.

[William one eye]

Vane asks One eye, if he is doing a native dance of Isle of Man, to which he responds no mate, I am just trying to walk out to the alley to take a piss. He could swear he saw Maha leaving with the donkey and thinks to himself, that can't be right he was with that barmaid earlier, must be the rum, I had better stop drinking after the next bottle of rum.

[Bmw]

*hears of a new bank in avonmora and asks if anyone else wants to raid it and then leaves to raid the bank.

[PFH]

*Wakes up on a half-smashed table* what....what did i miss?

[William one eye]

One eye awakes in the alley, humm must have passed out, has it been minutes, hours, days, Don't know. He is approached by the barmaid Maha had been with. She tells me she has had the company of a one legged man with extaordinary talents in the ways of pleasing a lady. She said he left with a donkey, he said it was for his crew. She asked what dock Mahas ship was moored at and I heard her mumbling of marriage as she hurried down the alley towards the harbor.

[William Pitt]

*Gets up from my table....unnoticed*
"Ye scallywags!Why waste good rum!!!

*Pulls out his pistol....drops it*
Vane: "Your one bad shot Morgan!"

[Vane]

*Vane watches as the once seemingly dead bodies begin to stir and stumble to their feet.*

*He then says to Valar, "Well mate, with all these hung over captains about to board ther' ships, I be thinkin' the plunderin' be like takin' candy from a babe today."

*Stands up from his seat and peers down at the hooded man, "I reckon today to be a good day for ye to fill yer contracts to, Savvvy...?"*

*Vane walks to the tavern door and tosses a black pearl to the barkeep, "That be for any damages me crew caused ye mate. See ye tomorrow!?"*

[PFH]

*Gives the barmaid Danik's donkey* Just take it. I lost all meh dablooms in drinkin games. When I get me booty satisfied again, I'll send ye a howker.

[William Pitt]

*Wakes up----- Sees two men walk into a bar.*

"You’d think at least one of them would have ducked."

*Gets up,head towares the door....thud!*
"Guess that wasnt the door....."

[Sir Henry Morgan]

*Setting a chair aright, Morgan sits in it.* *sighs

To no one in general:

"Well, that be fun - glad to see there be some blokes about who will paint the town red just for fun-"
*notices donkey, and directs comments to donkey.

"No worries about a broken chair, ripped clothes, dignity....
....profits."

*notes rum bottle, not finding a glass, takes a drink from the bottle. Notices Harlock, gets up to hand him the bottle.*

"Drink be wasted on vanity.....here, mate. Well done"!