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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Quickleaf" data-source="post: 6666545" data-attributes="member: 20323">Blackreef's TavernMagic isn't unknown in the Caribbean. Houngans with their juju bags and gris-gris, bokors rattling up the bones at night, ship mages unleashing storms of hellish fury at sea. Everyone has heard these legends. But to see it in their everyday life was another thing. Alone Barrington would have attracted some odd looks, but with Kid's bravado soon there were several sailors and young scalywags coming over to examine the disk. One mute caramel-skinned boy, no older than seven, with wide eyes runs over and, exchanging a meaningful look with Kid, swipes his hand under the disk. Seeing his hand has passed thru unscathed, the boy breaks into a giggle.Amidst the gawking, Barrington makes his way to the tavern, comporting himself like a gentleman. As it's still morning, Blackreef's has fewer patrons than normal. The Courlandian mercenaries are still taking up one corner and half are asleep or drunk. Polly is polishing glasses and going over the evening menu with the red-haired dwarven matron who runs the tavern. Catching Barrington's eye, she can't help but show a flicker of a smile, then goes back to nodding dutifully to the instructions the dwarven lady gives her. A single man who looks like he was literally washed in from the storm sup hungrily on a bowl of chowder.Another one of the tavern wenches nods to Barrington, "Aye, the cap'n's room is available till the evening' sir, and then ol' Blackbeard 'imself 'as reserved it. It'll be one shilling (1 sp) to reserve it till then. Here's the key if y' be wanting it." Unable to contain herself, the tavern wench asks, "Are you Polly's beau then?"Outside the tavern, an ancient half-blind sailor permanently sunken into a rocking chair raises his brows on seeing Kid astride the floating disk carrying the swivel gun. "Well, shiver me timbers! A real son of a gun. I seen a boy on a cannon, and a cannon on a boy, but never both on a floating whatzit."[OOC]Btw [MENTION=11146]CanadienneBacon[/MENTION], Kid can see the bulletin board carved in the shape of a seahorse outside the tavern. A listing of current bulletins can be found in the first post.[/OOC]</blockquote>

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