Original Post By: ranger
Makino's Bar
As Gochi dodged the lesser bandits before him,tehy soared passed him. One smashing into the bar counter and the other sticking his sabre into the stool.
Zanks wriggled in his captor's arms, but was alas too weak to free himself.
Zanks: "Makino! Gochi! Get out of here!!!"
the straw hatted man yelled.
Hearing both Gochi and Makino's words, the bar owner deceided to trust Zanks who was a regular customer and began to try to lift herself out of the Kitchen window. She continued to yell for help. Hopefully a nearby hero would save her
@Problematic
Collecting himself from the previous barrage style attack, Higuma eyed the little fish-folk who was now darting around his band.
Higuma: "Can you really not strike this small fry?"
finally able to take out his blade he launched his right arm foreward with just enough effort to lay the blade in front of Gochi's path attempting to stop the fishman in his tracks as he moved about.
(swordsmanship 30, meaning attack speed is 30)
Shore by the Woods
Alas, Mangra's strike was evaded.
The burly man followed his arm through with his full might despite only hitting the air in front of him.
In the end this creature was just too agile for me... Dadan... I know you will continue to lead our family well!
And with that, Magra's chicken red hair wobbled as the blade cut across his center. Guts leaked out onto the flourishes below painting them a soggy brown.
He fell to his knees
Magra: "demo- *COUGH COUGH COUGH"
Grey Terminal
Within the decay of the trash heaps a criminal group calling themselves the Bluejam pirates resided. They were the kings of the underworld here on Dawn Island. If the clean and shiny kingdom of Goa was the rising Sun, then the grey decaying rubbish of the Terminal was the growing dusk.
At the edge of the land, by the sea (which was hard to tell since the sea itself began to fill with trash) a well sized boat with a red-skull mast bobbed in the sludgy waters. There in the ship of the Bluejam pirates, the man himself sat in the captain's quarters counting the beri his men had just "collected".
Bluejam was a balding blackhaired man of large stature. His long un-kept hair matched his un-leveled teeth. he wore dark-blue trousers suspended to his un-buttoned shirt with a deep blue captain's coat over his shoulders.
Looking down to his crewmate he spoke
Bluejam: "Bu bu bu, good work, lout! I knew all you needed was a little "motivation". Why don't you take this as a token of a job well done?"
the captain flicked one gold coin at the pirate underling.
Underling: "Th-th-THANK YOU, BOSS!!!!"
Scooping the rest of the gold back into the bag with his big right hand, Bluejam laughed to himself.
It sure is good to be king. If I can keep using these poor saps then one day I'll have enough to truly take over the Goa castle itself! "Bu bu bu bu bu!"
