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1. Stick to the GAIA ToS.
2. Be a pirate.
3. Rules may be subject to later changes.



1. Please try to use proper grammar and spelling in all of your posts. A little accent is acceptable, but try to keep it understandable.
2. Respect other owners and their characters. We expect a certain amount of treachery and scandal, but unjustified attacks either physical or verbal will not be tolerated.
3. Anything goes, as long as it's within the ToS, is reasonable and logical. If you can come up with a satisfactory explanation for it, you can't just sprout wings and fly around the tavern, even if your pirate has wings. Be aware that the judging of this is up to the staff, and we are very skeptical. If you aren't sure about something, just ask.
4. RP only posts in this thread. One or two ooc lines in ((double brackets)) is fine, so long as it directly relates to the post or the conditions in which you are writing it.

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In a puff of dust, the high flying Mana finally came to land infront of the only pub on the island. Not that he drank all that much, but he did want to get a bit of rum for his shrine. Folding his wings around his shoulders like a cape, he walked into the bar. His yellow eyes scanned the area before he sat down at a table.

"Just a small bottle of rum, please. And a bit of fresh water would be nice." He smiled politely to the lady, his long blonde hair falling over his winged shoulder. At least she seemed to understand the curse, why else would she have fox parts.

Will, who'd been running all the way in a vain attempt to keep up with Mana, finally stumbled through the door of the Rusty Bucket with a lopsided grin on his face. "Ye'll be the bleedin' death o'me, Mana me ole messmate," he laughed, leaping on to a stool at Mana's table without waiting for an invitation. They'd known one another long enough that such things could be taken as given. "I see ye've met Ray - 'ow's tricks, lass? Bin a while since we've made landfall, ain't it?"