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Post by The Drunk Bard on Mar 24, 2017 19:52:08 GMT
"Well, I wish you fortune," Jonny offered. "But be patient. Perhaps your time will come sooner than you think." The Irish drink hard at the thought. Peter smiles at Brighid as he goes to serve the other customers. "Let's hope so," Brighid murmured, after giving Peter a friendly smile in return. "Perhaps I will pay a visit to your captain, Johnny. And there will be others who might have a vested interest in seeing Sauveterre fall." "There may be," Jonny agreed. "Especially if war breaks out on the mainland again." As he finishes his comment, he rises. "But I bid you goodnight, lass. Jonny has had farrrr too much o'the devil's brew this night." He staggers off to piss.
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Post by Luiz Carvalho da Silva on Mar 24, 2017 20:12:12 GMT
Audrey pointed to the south on the map round to Venezuela, without much hesitation. "Do we have the supplies loaded for travelling there" she asked the quartermaster, since that was his responsibility. It was time to make their name more notorious, what better way than to pick a fight with spain. Luiz blinked twice, momentarily stunned as Audrey decided on a course and quarry he had expressly advised against. There were no more dangerous waters for a young inexperienced pirate captain. He wondered, not for the first time, if this was just a noblewoman's flight of fancy for her, a game to divert her from the boredom of a former life of leisure. He supposed this voyage would answer that question and show the measure of the woman, prove if she had the mettle for this life. Luiz simply hoped he would not go down with the ship if she came up short. "Let us up fortune favors the bold then," he remarked, simply nodding at her query that the ship was well provisioned for the journey.
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Post by Audrey Rose on Mar 24, 2017 20:15:55 GMT
"It does indeed Luiz. Great risk makes great reward, and while it is dangerous for us in the spanish waters, it is even more dangerous for Bliss," she reasoned. If Edward caught them, any spanish ships would be on him letting them get away, she'd feel more comfortable safely away from any waters he may call comfortable. "No risk is without an assessment, and this I feel will be worth it."
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Post by Luiz Carvalho da Silva on Mar 24, 2017 20:26:10 GMT
"More afraid of Bliss than a Spanish Man O' War?" he asked, with a pointed glance, standing so they could depart for the ship. Just because he agreed to this course didn't mean he agreed with its reasoning. There were two types of pirates in his experience: those who wanted fortune and those who wanted notoriety. He was firmly in the former camp and feared more each day that his new compatriots were in the latter.
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Post by Audrey Rose on Mar 24, 2017 20:29:02 GMT
"No," she replied, keeping level with him as he rose, until she was at her full height, "Did I not say, we either lose him, or he takes attention off of us, I am not sure fear was mentioned, only opportunity"
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Post by Luiz Carvalho da Silva on Mar 24, 2017 20:39:18 GMT
"A little fear is healthy in this line of work," he replied, in an entirely unconvinced tone. "Will keep your pretty neck from the noose."
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Post by Brighid Murphy on Mar 24, 2017 20:41:34 GMT
"Let's hope so," Brighid murmured, after giving Peter a friendly smile in return. "Perhaps I will pay a visit to your captain, Johnny. And there will be others who might have a vested interest in seeing Sauveterre fall." "There may be," Jonny agreed. "Especially if war breaks out on the mainland again." As he finishes his comment, he rises. "But I bid you goodnight, lass. Jonny has had farrrr too much o'the devil's brew this night." He staggers off to piss. Brighid drank until she could feel the effects of the alcohol. She secured a room in the tavern and then drank until she could handle no more, then retired to bed.
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Post by Frances Harte on Mar 24, 2017 21:20:38 GMT
Frances sighed, took another sip of her unfinished drink and deeply regretted having already paid for them. She rose as well, and put on her hat.
"And now we're all standing," she said with half a smile, looking from Luiz to their captain. "I have a friend here that might know more about the sudden increase in our values. I could look him up before we leave," she offered.
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Post by Audrey Rose on Mar 24, 2017 21:28:22 GMT
"I never said I did not fear, just that I do not fear bliss as much as Spain, which is logical and a fine answer to your question. I think you are trying to be wilfully disagreeable, and I won't engage this any further,"
She looked to Frances for a long moment as if weighing something up, then moved to wrap up the map. "by all means, knowledge is power. I shall see you both back on the ship." She inclined her head to both of them, and left, her men following her out of the tavern.
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Post by Frances Harte on Mar 24, 2017 21:56:43 GMT
"Aye, captain," said Frances with a nod, all business now. When the captain and her men were out the door, she looked to Luiz, a corner of her mouth twitching. "Should we finish our drinks first?" she asked him, only half-joking.
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Post by Luiz Carvalho da Silva on Mar 24, 2017 22:16:16 GMT
"I'll give her something to engage," Luiz grumbled as Audrey left, before turning to Frances, with a sigh as if the weight of the world was on his shoulders. "Way ahead of you Harte. Try to keep up," he said, turning his empty tankard over.
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Post by Frances Harte on Mar 24, 2017 22:55:05 GMT
Frances gave a short laugh and retook her seat, picking up where she'd left off. "I should keep some wits about me," she said. "Might need to draw later, if this business does not pan out."
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Post by Luiz Carvalho da Silva on Mar 24, 2017 23:06:23 GMT
"Best indulge where you can, especially if we're raiding in Spanish waters. Raise a glass to our wits, for they died some time ago" he quipped, with a wry smile. "Do you consider the need to draw against all of your friends or only the close ones?"
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Post by Frances Harte on Mar 24, 2017 23:19:57 GMT
"Only the close ones. You ought to consider yourself lucky," replied Frances without missing a beat, and mockingly raised her tankard before sipping from it. "I don't know whether you've heard, but I am worth quite a lot these days," she joked.
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Post by Luiz Carvalho da Silva on Mar 24, 2017 23:25:54 GMT
"I consider myself many things, but lucky has never been one of them," he rolled his eyes at her nonchalance regarding the price on her head, though managed an amused grin. "I've heard. Why you're practically worth your weight in gold now."
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