Role Play: The White Ghost Tavern Of Tortuga

[D00T]

My squad sacrificed our dropship to evacuate civilians

The Templar sighs in sadness

Good acts can only get you so far, save hundred of people and get slaughter seconds later, it was definitely worth it though, this armor and weapons were a blessing to help us save the innocent.

[Jack Teach]

Jack laughs at Saquan. There were witnesses, mate. I don't kill innocents, I rob nobles blind, beat them senseless, and leave with cash. I have sacked villages and towns, set whole fleets of ships on fire, kidnapped nobles, and I have killed obnoxious self-righteous curs who threaten me in bars and I have done other things of great notoriety. Also, don't call me boy again, or you might find something missing.

[PFH]

We have a feisty one here boys! Bartender! Give this..Boy.. a bottle of your finest rum! On me of course.
Throws a pouch of gold coins at the bartender.

[D00T]

Welp, you people fight it out, I ain’t eager to kill anyone but Heretics and Traitors

[Jack Teach]

Jack's eyes flash with anger. He stares at Saquan and touches his cutlass hilt. Several people get up and leave the tavern but not before leaving their money on the table. He lights his pipe, smokes, and grins. Then, several ships in the harbor catch fire, nobody sees who did it but it surely wasn't jack. He then pulls out his pistol and holds it up in the air. More rum, barmaid. Also, Saquon, I'll give you one more chance, respect me, or stand and deliver! Your choice, me boy.

[D00T]

That’s it
The Templar draws his great sword, still bloody from battle, the 2 meter long sword crackles with energy
Anyone wanted to fight?

[PFH]

Hehehe...I've been waiting for this moment Dark mist wreaks from Sahqon's armor and his sword darkens with crimson blood fire. Night descends upon the tavern and ships are heard hitting the ports because of the darkness misguiding them. Come and get it....boy... Sahqon puts his helmet on and raises his sword toward Jack.

[DezNutz]

John laughs heartily.

Listen here sir prance-a-lot. My supply of private stock isn't for sale at the bar and your little pouch wouldn't even cover the cost of a shot. This will get you a bottle of SHM, but not the finest.


Pulls out of a bottle of SHM from below the bar and then pulls out two pistols. 4 of the barmaids draw pistols and take aim at the three. John calmly explains.

Now, it seems that ya guys are about to break one of my rules. Go ahead, you'll be dead before ya can move an inch. My barmaids are well trained and never miss. Now I suggest ya sit down and drink yur rum. Otherwise, I'll bury yur bodies with the others.

[PFH]

Fair enough, John. I respect your rules. Puts the sword away.

What can 1000 gold coins get me? Shakes a big purse of gold

[D00T]

Power armor does not break easily sir, but I’ll respect your rules
Puts sword away, eyes slightly glow darker
Now, where can I find some ale mister, 1 gold bar should cover it, those treasure ships just drop all kind of things