*Rudd nods in agreement.* Exactly, we are blocking your exit after all. So, if you dont mind, I've lost one hundred thirty two coins. I'll take them now, or in payments if you'd like to stay with us for quite a while... *He grins widely and winks at the Squirrel.* -- The Hunt for Warpeye

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Subject: *Rudd nods in agreement.* Exactly, we are blocking your exit after all. So, if you dont mind, I've lost one hundred thirty two coins. I'll take them now, or in payments if you'd like to stay with us for quite a while... *He grins widely and winks at the Squirrel.*

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Date Posted: 12:02:22 07/27/04 Tue
In reply to: Reed 's message, "*Reed trys to stay cool, and win more than a bargin, he smirks* Hellsteeth, Nought but... Gold weighs a bit you know... But Sir Rudd and I are asking nicely, and we could take it whenever we wish, Yes? Yes." on 11:01:23 07/27/04 Tue

>>OOC: Rudd, erm... I had no contact with him for a
>>bit. But I finally did, and we're skipping ahead now.
>> We've arrived at a port town called Filsayesk. So,
>>kick back and let's get back to RPing.
>>
>>BIC: *The ship hoves into port, and Swift bounds
>>forward onto the boardwalk. A prim looking weasel
>>strolls up and demands a toll for docking the boat.
>>Swift pays easily, and grins at the crew.*
>>
>>Right mates, let's get her tied down and all and head
>>us into a pub and get some food, sleep, and
>>information.
>>
>>*With that, he begins roping up the sails and tying
>>various ropes and lowering the anchor and things of
>>that sort.*

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