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They Enter the Tavern seeing it has much larger room than they expected.

Knight Commander Frost: whoa looks like it there's more than enough room for all our mates.

Knight Sergeant Bulcher: yeah now let's go get drunk

The Two sit on a stool next to each other in the bar. (no they didn't sit in the same stool XD)

Bartender: G'Day Fine Sirs what would you like to eat and or drink?

Knight Sergeant Bulcher: Iliac Bay Rum.

Knight Commander Frost: some Red Wine would be good enough for me.

Bartender: alright here you go.

The Bartender gives Bulcher a Glass Mug of Iliac Bay Rum and gives Wailles a Glass Goblet of Red Wine.

A Knight called Sir Blavington and a bunch of his Buddies (also Knights and Mercenaries) are sitting next to Bulcher and Wailles.

Sir Blavington: wait a minute 'that you Wailles?

Knight Commander Frost: Ian!

(I wonder if it's awkward for them to hug XD)

Knight Commander Frost: where have ya been all the time?

Sir Blavington: Guarding the Cathedral of course.

Knight Commander Frost: ah.

Sir Blavington: well I me and my lads have to get going It's mass in a few minutes.

Knight Commander Frost: alright take care.

Sir Blavington: Cheerio.

By the time Sir Blavington and His lads have left Bulcher and Wailles hears a Drunkard talks to a Patron.

Drunkard: Hey remember that time you had shaged your own mom?

Patron: Why you........

The Patron punches the Drunkard

Other Drunkard: *laughs* ha... he banged her own mum (he meant to say her)

Patron: I'm not a Blinking Quine! and I never fucked my mother!

The Patron punches the Other Drunkard they eventually start a brawl (by brawl I meant almost all of the patrons are fighting)

Knight Sergeant Bulcher: Oh boy.

Knight Commander Frost: I know Just act natural.

Sir Champlain tries to escape from the Large Brawl Battle fortunately he does and sits next to Bulcher and Wailles

Sir Champlain: phew I thought I was gonna get my arse kicked.

Knight Commander Frost: well your lucky.....

(WIP.)