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Subject: *there is a crash, and a semi-drunk reed busted through the window. Reed jumps up and shakes off his new-ish crimson silk shirt, and grins. The torch is still in one paw, he swing down more rum, while still smoking his pipe. He laughs at the looks on the folks faces. And bows down* Weel noh, niz teh sees yous ‘ere


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Date Posted: 08:51:27 04/27/04 Tue
In reply to: Swift 's message, "Okay then! Sorry about the delay!" on 23:35:24 04/03/04 Sat
 >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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*Valenze takes a table and carries it to the window. He leans it against the table and turns to look at Fik.* Ow' much did ye take? Tha' cro'ad soun's lahk et mehns bizness!Valenze14:31:24 04/28/04 Wed
    *Fik takes several small pouches out of the large sack he'd carried in earlier. He pours the contents of one of them onto the table, a lot of very valuable looking coins fall out of the pouch onto the table.* About that times.... *He counts the pouches.* thirteen.Rudd16:35:17 04/28/04 Wed

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