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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Mallak" data-source="post: 3376956" data-attributes="member: 37105">Magyar carefully ascends the rigging to the crow's nest.  It is chilly, and an unseasonably cold wind is blowing in from the ocean.  As he approaches, he hears soft weeping from the nest. Naomi is crying herself out in Colmarr's arms, the stresses of the past few days and her entire life finally overwhelming her.Eloise recovers and accepts Troth's handkerchief.  "Thank you," she says, wiping her eyes and blowing her nose.  "Oh, I know I must just look simply dreadful aweful now, with my face all puffed up and red.  I hate it when I cry.  Why do I have to weep so much?" She begins to weep again.  "He's just so noble," she says to Malachi. "He gave me a message for you. He told me to tell you not to try to do anything tonight. He said he needs to learn to trust Adonai--that's a funny thing to say, isn't it?" It is about this time that Grondar approaches the ship, a furtive mutt trailing cautiously behind. Over at the Wharf Rat, the man behind the bar gives Denther a hard look, eyeing him up and down. His face is weathered and rugged with a three day growth of salt-and-pepper stubble bristling his chin. He spits to the side before turning with a thump to the wall of casks behind him and pulling tap. When the mug foams over, he turns back with another thump and slaps the mug of booze down in front of the young man, sloshing amber liquid onto the much-stained bar top. Denther notices that one of the man's legs is missing below the knee, replaced by a wooden peg. "That'll be two coppers," he says in a gruff voice. The ale is quite strong, with a hard-edged bite to it.When the man in the corner finishes his song, the bartender calls out to him, "Say, Jon, don't you know any more cheerful songs?"The man looks up from tuning his instrument, apparently surprised at being addressed. "Well, I do got somethin' I been workin' on today."  He strums a few minor notes, then immediately launches into his song in a loud, raucus voice.[sblock=His song]"Some friends and I in a public houseWas playin' a game o' chance last night.When into the pub ol' Dietrich ranHis face all a pasty white.'What's up?' says Mac, 'Have you seen a ghost,Have you seen your Aunt Mariah?''Me Aunt Mariah be buggered!', says he,'The bleedin' pub's on fire!'    And there was Mac, he was sittin' back    Pullin' at the whiskey in the jar.    And 'Booze, booze!' The firemen cried    As they came a'knockin' at the door." Here he stamps his foot hard, twice, making two knocking sounds.    "Oh don't let 'em in till it's all drunk up    Somebody shouted 'Save the town!'" He pauses, as if waiting for something.  The patrons stare at him leadenly for a moment, before he shrugs and moves on.    "And we all got blue-blind paralytic drunk     When the Arrow in the Bull burnt down.'Oh well,' says Mac, 'What a bit o' luck.Everybody follow me.It's down to the cellar,If the fire's not thereWe'll have a grand ol' spree.'So off we tracked after good ol' Mac,The booze we could not miss.And we hadn't been there ten minutes or moreTill we were quite pissed. (But happy!)    And there was Mac, he was sittin' back    Pullin' at the whiskey in the jar.    And 'Booze, booze!' The firemen cried    As they came a'knockin' at the door." <knock knock>    "Oh don't let 'em in till it's all drunk up    Somebody shouted 'Captain Ben!'" Again, the musician pauses, looking up.  The man behind the bar cups his hands around his mouth and calls out, "Captain Ben!"    "When the Arrow in the Bull burned down last night    We didn't lose a drop o' gin.Then Smith walked over to the port wine tub,Gave it a few hard knocks." <knock knock>"Started takin' off his pantaloonsLikewise his shoes and socks.'Oh, no,' says Mac, 'You can't do that,Yer not doin' that 'round here.Don't go washin' your trousers in the port wine tubWhen we got Gnomish beer.'    And there was Mac, he was sittin' back    Pullin' at the whiskey in the jar.    And 'Booze, booze!' The firemen cried    As they came a'knockin' at the door." <knock knock>    "Oh don't let 'em in till it's all drunk up    Somebody shouted 'Turion!'" Several patrons around the room hollar back, "Turion!"     "Though the Arrow in the Bull burned down last night    We weren't gonna stop till we were done.Then there came through the old back doorThe cleric of a nearby church.And when he saw our drunken ways,He began to scream and curse.'Ah, ya drunken sods! Ya heathen lads!You've taken to a drunken spree!Now you drank up all the sacramental wineAnd you didn't save a drop for me!'    And there was Mac, he was sittin' back    Pullin' at the whiskey in the jar.    And 'Booze, booze!' The firemen cried    As they came a'knockin' at the door." <knock knock>    "Oh don't let 'em in till it's all drunk up    Somebody shouted 'Save the town!'" "SAVE THE TOWN!" The entire bar has now joined in, chuckling and joshing each other good naturedly.    "And we all got blue-blind paralytic drunk     When the Arrow in the Bull burnt down.Then there came an aweful crash,Half the bloody roof gave way!We were almost drowned in a watery graveBut still we were gonna stay.So we got some tacks and some old wet sacksAnd nailed ourselves insideAnd we sat up drinkin' the finest RumTill we was bleary-eyed.    And there was Mac, he was sittin' back    Pullin' at the whiskey in the jar.    And 'Booze, booze!' The firemen cried    As they came a'knockin' at the door." <knock knock>    "Oh don't let 'em in till it's all drunk up    Somebody shouted 'Captain Ben!'" "CAPTAIN BEN!"    "When the Arrow in the Bull burned down last night    We didn't lose a drop o' gin.Later that night, when the fire was outWe came up from the cellar below.Our pub was burned. Our booze was drunk.Our heads was hanging low.'Oh look,' says Mac, with a look quite queer.Seems something raised his ire.'Now we gotta get down to the Sleeping Sailor,It closes on the hour!'    And there was Mac, he was sittin' back    Pullin' at the whiskey in the jar.    And 'Booze, booze!' The firemen cried    As they came a'knockin' at the door." <knock knock>    "Oh don't let 'em in till it's all drunk up    Somebody shouted 'Turion!'" "TURION!"    "Though the Arrow in the Bull burnt down last night    We weren't gonna stop till we were done."[sblock=OOC]The Arrow in the Bull, adapted from the traditional Irish drinking song, The Old Dun Cow. Click <a href="http://www.soundclick.com/util/streamm3u.m3u?id=2612864&q=lo" target="_blank">here</a> to stream a low-quality rendition by the Brobdingnagian Bards (I believe a higher-quality mp3 of the same song is freely and legally available to those who look for it).[/sblock][/sblock]</blockquote>

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