Tristain, Two Weeks Later

[grumblykins]

"Look, I'm not saying guns are worthless," Tristain slurred drunkenly to his companion.  "I'm just sayin', is, just...stuff ain't the same on Solace as it is, uh, here.  Wherever here is.  This...bar, thingy.  Place.  What's your name again

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[esmekingslocke]

Good lord.

"He sighed again, and stopped, leaning on a wet alley wall. He couldn't take care of his brothers, or his friends, is what it came down to. Mark had the Black Mark now, Reginald was still a mess, Duncan...was screwing crazy, it seemed, and Tess was a doctor. A doctor with a blade, sure, but still a doctor. And Sarah...it could have been her, somewhere in the dark that night, pressed on all sides by pirates. What could he have done? He had no power, no huge sword or shield or axe. He couldn't keep her safe, either. "

I love you all.

[grumblykins]

I did try to come talk at your NPCs, I swear.

[esmekingslocke]

I was super necrobitch at one point. Fate conspires against us. Also, just as an aside, Tristain in the Black Sails fight was badass. The double wielding looked so good from the NPC lines.

And it's ok. I'm plotting to find a way to entangle you in my webs. I'm getting tired of that crazy dude.

[grumblykins]

*Fweet*

By that crazy dude of course you can only mean pretty much everyone I know in game save Reginald.

I look forward to it!