Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-9062114-20140529031353/@comment-8209010-20140601011257

For got his drink and food and ate up. Almost finished, he walked up to the bar and asked the barkeep, "So, what's the word around here?"

"Not much, aside from you getting dumped by those sailors," he said with a smirk.

"Bastards and Cowards! The lot of them. I was taking them to a cave along the sea and my map led us to just a wall of ice. Then when I wanted to keep looking, one of their lot decided to up and mutiny. No fair fight was even given, they all just threw me in the brig." For answered.

"Well, I trust you'll have more luck in the future then." the barkeep said.

"I'd rather have my treasure than luck," For replied.