Insight
Adventurer
Barbarossa looks at Vrashek. "Ye look at the ready, me boy," he says. "Tis wise. I expect we'll be meeting trouble sooner rather'n later!"
"Would that I had ole Betsy with me," the old sailor replies. "I'm of a mind to give these pieces o' filth what they got commin'."
Barbarossa, unfortunately unarmed and unarmored, watches his rescuers for a cue to move on. Mr. Feathers lands on Barbarossa's broad shoulder and squawks.
"Then we do this the hard way," grunts Vrashek, daggers dancing in both hands. "Where are the stairs down? Stay behind me, and I'll see us out of this place."
"Would that I had ole Betsy with me," the old sailor replies. "I'm of a mind to give these pieces o' filth what they got commin'."
Barbarossa, unfortunately unarmed and unarmored, watches his rescuers for a cue to move on. Mr. Feathers lands on Barbarossa's broad shoulder and squawks.