RP- A Problem in Prote

[Meliva]

Eloth blinks, and just replies bored

Don't really matter. He ain't Greg, or anyone else id have business with, hell he could be davy jones-if I ain't got business with him, I don't care. So long as he don't start nothing with me or my sister here, I ain't have no issues with him.

[Jack Teach]

Jack shrugs

I'm just saying that he's one of those people who happens to be near a big event he's not there for no reason.

[Meliva]

Eloth shrugs

If he is here to help fight the attackers then that's good. If he's here to fight against us, then we just kill him. Simple.

A man comes into the bar and shouts

Enemy fleet is spotted. Will be here in 2 days. We will be sending our fleet to fight them and meet them halfway. If the fleet loses, it gives time for the port to either evacuate or prepare a final stand. Those who wish to fight the fleet go and prepare.

[Jack Teach]

Jack and James get up and go to their ships and prepare them.

[Meliva]

Zephyra sighs and gets up, Eloth begins to follow behind but Zephyra turns to him.

We won't be able to win against their fleet Eloth, and while you are strong, you won't be much help in a sea naval battle-you would be much more useful here, fighting in the port. And you and I both know you wouldn't be able to fly all the way back here unlike me. So stay here, ill return soon enough.

Eloth grumbles but nods.

Alright then. Hate leaving you alone, but your smart, im sure you'll be fine. Good luck.

Zephyra continues to her ship and begin final preparations. The local fleet is also busy doing the same, while shouting around that they shall depart soon, and any who wish to join in, better hurry. Eloth simply goes back into the bar, and starts drinking some more, grumbling to himself.

[Jack Teach]

Jack says to James, putting on his hat with its red cockade

This isn't going to go well. This fleet has no visible admiral, it'll be a random bunch of ships in a disorganized mass. Oh dear...

[DezNutz]

John finishes the bottle of whiskey. Visibly agitated, he flips over the table, then stagers over to the bar tossing a small pouch of coin and grabbing himself another bottle from over the counter. John walks out of the tavern with bottle in hand and heads to the docks.

[Meliva]

Eloth watches this, and once he's gone he just chuckles.

Gotta admit, that man's got some fire in those old bones. He might not be some nobody like i thought.

Eloth then looks around the tavern, see's its mostly empty and just grumbles once more.

Well nothing to do now but drink and wait. Gonna be a long tough week, even for me.

A young man, maybe in his mid twenties shouts from a flag galleon.

Last call before we set sail. Ill be the admiral, yes I know- a bit too young for such a high position, but all our best admirals are in the other cities planning the counter attacks, and figured I was just skilled enough to lead you all, but not so skilled that they would miss me if and when I die. I won't lie, we probably won't win, but let's just give them hell. Now, i will only be commanding our 20 vessels, Those pirates can do what they want, if they feel like working with us in the strategy, im fine with it, if not, well, let's give eachother wide berths. Now once more, any last minute volunteers?

[Jack Teach]

Jack and James gear this, looking pleased. They each go to their respective ships.

[Meliva]

The young man gives the order, and the fleet begins to sail southward to meet the enemy fleet on the seas. Zephyra keeps her frigate near the rear, and is busily checking a book, murmuring to herself, as her golem crew mindlessly go about their duties.