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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Phoenix8008" data-source="post: 4488777" data-attributes="member: 211">In the night, one of the sailors high on the mast finally calls out that land has been sighted. The sails are adjusted to move with more care among the reefs of Bacarte' until the ship is finally moored at a dock. As the sailors busy themselves with their duties, Captain Azrael speaks with the harbormaster before returning to fetch the mostly monstrous crew. "I got directions to the 'Golden Palm' so we can head there and talk with Redblade. Just let me do the talkin' this time and I'll see what I can work out with him."Leaving the Bloody Wake for now, your legs start to readjust to walking on solid ground again as the sights, sounds, and smells of Bacarte' wash over you. Walking along the torch-lit streets, the group passes by the Drowned Man Inn on their way to their destination. Eventually, they come to the Golden Palm itself. The large whitewashed building looks very upscale, with columns around the outside and a fresh coat of gold paint around the doors and windows making the building stand out from those nearby. Palm trees stand between the columns and decorate the insides of the large open air room inside the main doors.  The tables and chairs are of differing sizes to suit the various sized occupants that frequant the isle of Bacarte'. The patrons are all well off money wise it seems, and the various waiters are all very tough looking orcs, bugbears, and even a minotaur or two.In the far corner, under a roofed over portion of the building is a knot of revelers and security toughs which is pointed out by a waiter when Azrael asks about Duncan Redblade. Conversation drops to a hush and the crowd parts as Captain Azrael and his crew make their way to the large table surounded by women of all races and tough looking security guards with their hands resting on the pommels of their swords. A well dressed tiefling sits at the center of the throng, drinking and laughing with the women on either side of him. Quieting their giggles with a wave of his hand, the tiefling raises his glass in Azrael's direction. "Greetings, Azrael. I suppose I should call you Captain though, since my people tell me that you showed up here in the ship which you lost to me. Quite the big brass ones you must have there to steal my ship, and walk in here to talk with me face to face. You impress me with your audacity Captain, and so I will deign to speak with you for a few minutes and see what is so important that you would risk your life in this manner."OOC: Looooong post. More coming soon...</blockquote>

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