"No need to be that ruthless, But I can appreciate someone truly ruthless, Oh I think I forgot to introduce myself, Arkan's the name, You are?"

"You shouldn't have called me a rat. You, Lass, what's your name?"

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"You shouldn't have called me a rat. You, Lass, what's your name?"

 ”I’m Cassandra,  navigator and experienced sailor, lookin for my next gig-  and you?”

"My name is Sear, Sir" she said, looking at the Otter and then to the Half-Orc.

The old Otterfolk behind the bar pulls out two small loaded crossbows from under the bar and points them at Ceesh and the Half-Orc.

"If there's gonna be a fight, take it outside."

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"My name is Sear, Sir" she said, looking at the Otter and then to the Half-Orc.

 "Well Sear, consider this your official initiation, you are confronted by a single half-orc well over four times your size, and he is forcing you to go with him. what do you do?"

"Let me guess.. you run, since there are probably guards already waiting on you outside." She said, not wanting to anger the old Otterfolk behind the bar, especially with those crossbows of her's

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The old Otterfolk behind the bar pulls out two small loaded crossbows from under the bar and points them at Ceesh and the Half-Orc.

"If there's gonna be a fight, take it outside."

 "Oh no, no fight. The word fight suggests that this gentleman had a chance"

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"You shouldn't have called me a rat. You, Lass, what's your name?"

 ”I’m Cassandra,  navigator and experienced sailor, lookin for my next gig-  and you?”

 "Nice to meet you cassandra, why don't you meet me outside and we'll talk shop eh?"

I'm gonna step up and walk to the old Otterfolk, Laying against the desk.

"Put those crossbows away before you embarrass yourself further, I bet your too old to aim!" 

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"Let me guess.. you run, since there are probably guards already waiting on you outside." She said, not wanting to anger the old Otterfolk behind the bar, especially with those crossbows of her's

"Almost, but no. You cut his pants down, then you run."

And with that, he unsheaths his sword, slashes at the half-orcs pants, and dashes out of the bar.

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The old Otterfolk behind the bar pulls out two small loaded crossbows from under the bar and points them at Ceesh and the Half-Orc.

"If there's gonna be a fight, take it outside."

 "Oh no, no fight. The word fight suggests that this gentleman had a chance"

 

Quote from Tesservett >>

Quote from Fitz_Coulson >>

"You shouldn't have called me a rat. You, Lass, what's your name?"

 ”I’m Cassandra,  navigator and experienced sailor, lookin for my next gig-  and you?”

 "Nice to meet you cassandra, why don't you meet me outside and we'll talk shop eh?"

 “Sure-  we probably should see what the port master be wanting anyway.   Don’t want no trouble in this fine place” 

The Half-Orc pulls out a shield and a sharp-looking shortsword.

"Ohhh, You ain't leaving, filth. Just because we're in a colony of the Crimson Empire, doesn't mean we have any less power here."

Initiative:15

Sear followed in suit behind the otterfolk as he ran, willing to help as needed to prove herself to him. "That's one way of doing it!"

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"Let me guess.. you run, since there are probably guards already waiting on you outside." She said, not wanting to anger the old Otterfolk behind the bar, especially with those crossbows of her's

"Almost, but no. You cut his pants down, then you run."

And with that, he unsheaths his sword, slashes at the half-orcs pants, and dashes out of the bar.

 Roll initiative, and then roll to hit for the pants

17

That's initiative, and to hit the pants;

13

Rolling for initiative since I'm helping Ceesh 8

I look at the Half Orc, And lean towards a table. "Crimson Empire? More like CrimDUMB Empire!" He laughs at the Half-Orc, Before grabbing a chair and raising it above him. "Stand back! I have a...chair and I'm not afraid to use it!"

Røwan stands up and puts his hand on his dagger not taking it out...yet

The now pantsless half-orc roars for the guards and gives chase.

The guards step in and block the door, pointing their halberds at the escapees.

(Turn order? Who goes first?)