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Thank ye, Nyx.

*to Cora* Aye, there have been a few more that have appeared here. Although, aside from Robyn, not recently . . . at least that I've encountered. *pauses, frowning briefly* Even her I've not seen in some time.

*glances over, smiling in greeting* Oh, hello Bard. 'Tis quite a few people gathered, now.

*a man appears sand he staggers forward hands outstretched as if pusing open a door... he glances over to the door that is not there and shrugs.... he is dressed in weather beaten clothes... a wide-brimmed brown leather hat with a side folded as if to accomodate a musket or rifle..... his left eye is covered by an eyepatch and his chin is decorated with a well groomed pair of mustashes and gotee.... a as if a spot of calm around the disorrey of his other dress... his green eye peers around the room lazely for a moment before he pulls himself up strait.. putting a black gloved hand to his chin..*

Well... bugger me! I'm gone for 18 weeks and they change the whole bloody bar.... oh well *he makes a note of the bares other inhabitants with a grin and a tip of the hat then slides behind the bar*

no need for alarm... the owner owes me money... *he says then slides his hand under the bar..... makeing a few sweeping motions.... then a great show of frantic grasping... he then calmly stands up and turns to the barmaid peering at her with his heavy lidded green eye.

The rum's gone....

*lets out a slightly nervous laugh at Cora's question* Good heavens, no. Although we surely do have quite a strange assortment o'people here, do we not?

Ye finished what ye were writing last I saw ye, then? Congratulations te ye!

*Stares, a bit startled by the newcomer's entrance* Er . .. Good eve te ye . . are ye alright, sir?

that depends you see when I left there was a very fine bottle of barbados rum left for safe keeping and my own personal, and quite subsequent consumption.... so if you can tell me the name of the man who bought... pilfered, plundered or likewise removed said bottle.... I'd be muchly obliged..... more so if you'd point me in his most specific direction... savy?

*the man leans heavily across the bar.. proping himself up inorder to look the other man directly in the eye*

the man swirves to peer at the two women... as if all attention in the tall man were completely lost...* he looks cora up and down and calmy replys.. My name is Captain Mercrutio Cross..... and my status is that I a not nearly drunk enough... *he bows and tips his hat to both she and the other lady present* ..tell me my fair lass.... is this "'ouse of 'ell" anything like those brothels in paris? because I tend to like my women gentler if you know what I mean... *he winks at her then turns to the bar maid* and you milady? might my ears have the pleasure of your name?