Role Play-Harvest in Hannes

[Jack Teach]

Jack smiles

Now this I have to see.

Jack walks into the tavern

[Meliva]

As Carl walks into the tavern he quickly order some food and rum-eager to fight he downs it in moments. Then he turns around taking a good look at all the men in the pub. He spots Meadow drinking in the corner, and a group of rather large tough looking men in another. He leaps up onto the bar and shouts at the top of his lungs.

Hey all you yellow bellied, 2 bit cowards. I bet a good 500 gold coins I can take on any one of you sorry diaper wearing babies in a fight. Especially you sorry looking wimps in the corner.

Carl laughs as almost every man in the room gets up and starts walking toward him. He tosses his gold bag to Jack as he jumps down.

Mate, if I lose give that to whoever knocks me out or kills me. I got work to do and I need both hands for it.

As the men near him he lashes out, slamming his fist into the heads of 2 men, knocking them out, 3 other men quickly start wailing on him, but he smiles as he starts punching and kicking back. Meadow walks next to Jack giggling as Carl is currently telling the men about his night out with all their mothers yesterday.

That man is a complete loon, I love it. Does he do this in every bar.

[Jack Teach]

Jack laughs

Yep, every one.

[Meliva]

After a long difficult fight the last of the men are either knocked out, or have given up and left. Carl laughs as he pounds his chest-bruises and welts all over his face and body.

I told you sorry wimps I could take ya. I'm the toughest man there is. Now if you will excuse me, I got more drinking to do.

Carl walks wobbly to the bar and sits down. He calls to Jack.

I'll take me bag back now. Gotta pay for the food and rum I'm about to get.

Meadow laughs some more as she sits next to him and pays for it.

Ill treat you both. That fight was quite entertaining. You really are a tough one.

Carl laughs as he nods.

Well, I'm the toughest in a fist fight anyway. But I am a terrible shot-and I ain't very good with melee weapons either. Jack could easily beat me in either of those, though I do think I have him beat in a fist fight. Sadly not many people fight fist to fist. So I often gotta improvise.

[Jack Teach]

Jack nods

Aye, you should learn the sword. It's not possible to survive a melee on a ship with only a man's fist. You also don't need to be a good shot, you just have to get close.

[D00T]

It is possible, if you wear a full heavy plate and try to punch everyone, it works sometimes.

[Meliva]

Carl laughs.

I know the sword. I'm just not great at it. Besides I prefer fighting like a proper man. And just between you and me, I know ways to kill a man with a single punch or kick if I wanted to. But id rather not kill people in bar fights. That gets bounties put on me, and then taverns don't serve me.

But hey if you lot want, I can show you some moves I know. I been fist fighting in various pubs and sea battles for quite a few years. There ain't a man alive who could beat me in a fist fight.

And heavy armor is a bad choice mate at sea. All a person would have to do to kill someone like that is knock them overboard-that armor drags them straight to the bottom. Cloth or leather is better suited for sailing.

[Jack Teach]

Jack nods

Aye, it's to heavy, the boots have no traction. Someone will just shoot you point-blank with a blunderbuss and you'll bleed to death. Besides, armor is far two expensive. What I meant was, that if you run at a man with a drawn sword, if he's skilled he'll kill you.

[D00T]

But if he isn’t, it gives you a huge advantage, unless he decides to smash your head in with a hammer.

[Jack Teach]

You see?