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A statuesque lass enters the pub with some trepidation and is greeted by the sociable barkeep whose efforts far exceed the necessity of his position.

“Wat’ll it be lass?” he promptly asks as his rag sloshes past her and puddles the leavings on the bartop. The stranger scans the room but she evades an immediate reply.

“Yer new ‘ere” the pub’s purveyor declares scanning her well crafted wardrobe for means to pay.

“Aye, goode sir,” sheepishly comes her reply “Fearghaill . . . Aurora Fearghaill, ya may know mah ’usband. . . Alder, tha carpenter?”

With a grin, a nod, Ray asks again, this time in a gesture of open hand across to the offerings that line his shelves.

Somewhat more comfortable, the newcomer sits more upright and points to a nearly full and quite ornate bottle of finest rum that rests on the topmost shelf. As Ray pours the delicacy, Aurora exchanges compensation and a generous tip and awaits the opportunity to offer drink and shared company as she has heard is customary.

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Peering from the dark corners of the room she tilted ehr bottle letting the liquid within swish and swirl and hearing of the lass's name grins and leaves her chair and the polite shadows to make the acquaintance of the lass that has Alder's heart.

"Good eve to ye lass, allow me to introduce meself..The Black Syren at your service though me Captain calls me Miss Tribbiani and others call me Treasure. Ye may call me Syren if ye wish. Ray give the lass her coins back this round be on me."

Welcome to the Pub lass...

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If you got a dream chase it, cause a dream won't chase you back...(Cody Johnson Till you Can't)

 

 

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A lone figure, leaning back in his chair and feet propped on the table, stirs. By his clothes he looks like he just washed up on the beach and crawled in. He raises his ragged hat from his face and looks around through bloodshot eyes.

A low mumble escapes his lips, "Damn some day I am going to wake up where I belong." Then in a louder and stronger voice, "If I heard that Treasure is buying a round I will take a Blackbeard Rum."

Git up of your asses, set up those glasses I'm drinking this place dry.

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ahoy, Aurora.

Pleasure t' have ye here upon th' Pub.

Aye, do sit an' spin yo'r stories of yo'r travels, lass. I'm sure th' lot of us 'll enjoy hearin' 'em.

(yeah, not much into the storytelling creative mood today. Sorry)

~Lady B

;)

Tempt Fate! an' toss 't all t' Hell!"

"I'm completely innocent of whatever crime I've committed."

The one, the only,... the infamous!

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story-tellin? I prefer to hear the real-life version first.. no info, no city, no nothing..

Lass.. let us know who ya are, iffen you please. I like RP but I likes to know who ya are in this thread. RP works better in the other threads, in my humble opinion.

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Thank yea for the fine words of welcome Black Syren, Lady Barbossa and I trust you are enjoying your beverage Mister Tarr.

Fair enough, Merrydeath, though I expect you can forgive my preference to get my feet wet rather than just diving the “drink” if you will.

O.K. who I be. . . I am an elementary school teacher by trade. There is nothing else I would rather do. I am newly married. I met my groom at a friends wedding. He caught the garter and I caught the bride’s bouquet. The fates were not at all subtle on that day. I have traveled a bit as an Air Force brat but have no real longing to travel further. I do enjoy anything out of doors. I camp every chance I can tear my husband away from work. I am looking forward to meeting the folks here. Alder has shared great thing.

With that, Ray, I would like to share another round!

;)

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Well Aurora you know that you welcome here. Hell all are welcome from the rich and famous to the down and out. Of course you are more angel. Like all the other women that come in and out of here.

Git up of your asses, set up those glasses I'm drinking this place dry.

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Comes crashing through the doorway backwards (obviously shoved...nay, slammed) tumbles o'r Aurora Fearghaill's table snatching the mug from her hand just b'fer it reaches her lips, rolls o'r backward land'n on he's feet 'n did not even spill a drop:

"G'day lass" takes a sip from th' mug "Ahhh, I needed that...I believe this be yers?" 'n hands it th' mug back t' Aurora Fearghaill. ;)

Uh oh, barkeep gives a glare of disapproval to Mad L :blink: ....who shrugs n' heads fer he's usual corner.

~All skill be in vain if an angel pisses down th' barrel o' yer flintlock!

So keep yer cutlass sharp, 'n keep her close!

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Making his way inside, ducking hastily as MadL flies overhead, Sterling can only roll his eyes at all the hullabaloo which is so typical of the pub. He doffs the gray beaver and bows politely before Alder's lovely wife.

"Tis an honour Lady to meet thee. A drink on me for your arrival and one in celebration of yer marriage. I wish thee long life, happiness, and much success."

He then looks about. Spying Silkie, he winks good eye.

"Sailing for Spain in a few weeks, care to join me?" he chuckles.


"I being shot through the left cheek, the bullet striking away great part of my upper jaw, and several teeth which dropt down the deck where I fell... I was forced to write what I would say to prevent the loss of blood, and because of the pain I suffered by speaking."~ Woodes Rogers

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He then looks about. Spying Silkie, he winks good eye.

"Sailing for Spain in a few weeks, care to join me?" he chuckles.

How can one tell that he is winking at all? I'll need to make note next time I actually see you ...I on the other hand can't wink with 2 good eyes. :D

"Capn' Sterlin darlin, Spain eh'tis!"

She flashes the tall man a knowing smile.

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His own smile broadens as Silkie accepts his invitation. He moves closer to her and leans down slightly to whisper in her ear.

"Splendid, I hear Madrid is beautiful this time of year, and some of the Spanish treasure ships, that will be cruising about, even lovelier."


"I being shot through the left cheek, the bullet striking away great part of my upper jaw, and several teeth which dropt down the deck where I fell... I was forced to write what I would say to prevent the loss of blood, and because of the pain I suffered by speaking."~ Woodes Rogers

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Thank ya, Lass.. I just like to know who I'm sharing a pint with! congrats on the wedding and finding the one who tickles your fancy. :)

Ray.. a round of drinks on me tab.

Pirate Lass with sass, brass, a cutlass, an a nice *ss. Capt of the FOOLS GOLD PIRATES

BLAST BREAST CANCER! GET A MAMMOGRAM AND SAVE YOUR TREASURED CHEST:

http://www.myspace.c...iratesthinkpink

http://www.myspace.c...oolsgoldpirates

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John m'dear. Dis ez suppose t'bae bout d'new lady ...nil det I minds yer attentions luv buot she's d'one buyin d'rounds." :ph34r: "Ray luv! Woode ja see ta a'nutter roun ...on d'carpenters lass!

Speakin uv d'carpener ware bae e? Wot as e't'say fer is lady?"

Silkie looks at John Sterling once again,

Er ya gonna sit lad?"

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Of course. I beg your apologizes my lady. I am not so smart when I am sober. I am very glad that you decided to join our little pub here. I would love to hear about your life when you got time. For now enjoy the drinks.

Git up of your asses, set up those glasses I'm drinking this place dry.

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John m'dear.  Dis ez suppose t'bae bout d'new lady ...nil det I minds yer attentions luv buot she's d'one buyin d'rounds."  :ph34r:   "Ray luv!  Woode ja see ta a'nutter roun ...on d'carpenters lass! 

Speakin uv d'carpener ware bae e?  Wot as e't'say fer is lady?"

Silkie looks at John Sterling once again,

Er ya gonna sit lad?"

Now, now my dear Murin, I done purchased the lady a drink or two. I have not ignored her, but....she is married already....ahem....how much more attention dare I bestow upon her without getting myself into trouble??

As to sitting my dear... no I think I shall just lean


"I being shot through the left cheek, the bullet striking away great part of my upper jaw, and several teeth which dropt down the deck where I fell... I was forced to write what I would say to prevent the loss of blood, and because of the pain I suffered by speaking."~ Woodes Rogers

Crewe of the Archangel

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http://creweofthearchangel.wordpress.com/

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Hangin at Execution dock awaits. May yer Life be a long and joyous adventure in gettin there!
As he was about to face the gallows there, the pirate is said to have tossed a sheaf of papers into the crowd, taunting his audience with these final words:

"My treasure to he who can understand."

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I said lean not drool....**scratches chin** but there be always that possibility if the view is pleasant enough.


"I being shot through the left cheek, the bullet striking away great part of my upper jaw, and several teeth which dropt down the deck where I fell... I was forced to write what I would say to prevent the loss of blood, and because of the pain I suffered by speaking."~ Woodes Rogers

Crewe of the Archangel

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Very nice image Oderlesseye. I am feeling more welcome already. :)

Johnny Tarr – no apologies necessary. Thank you for your welcome. Indulge in the beverage of your choice. . .Ray, the honors please.

Silkie, you are delightful. It is no wonder my carpenter speaks so highly of you.I expect Alder will be about when the wood stain that is vexing him begins to comply. I am finishing the grading of the amusing writings of my students before I retire.

It's nearly summer and I'm looking forward to having more time to meet more of you fine folks and get to know my way around these parts.

Ray, goode man, a nightcap before dreams call.

Aurora Elin Fearghaill

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welcome lady aurora! glad you come stop by - ray - mead please! :huh:

~snow :D

with faith, trust and pixiedust, everything is possible ;)

if it be tourist season, why can't we shoot them?

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Alder beams with the vision he spies across the bar.

"Ray, if you please. My coin is heavy and my tankard is light. "

With drink held aloft, the carpenter ushers those gathered ,

"A toast for this pirate in training!"

"To Aurora, my beauty, my bride, my heart...

You honor me by your willingness to exploring my pastime.

May you enjoy knowing the fine folks I have come to call my friends.

I shall cherish you, eternally!"

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“Twenty years from now you will be more disappointed by the things that you didn't do than by the ones you did do. So throw off the bowlines. Sail away from the safe harbor. Catch the trade winds in your sails. Explore. Dream. Discover.”-Twain

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