How to Ruin a Drinking Contest

any bottles of ale were towering on the table in the tavern of Trinsic. The pirate Hawkeye Pike was just about to start an exciting drinking contest, and he surely would have won it, when a group of landlubbers entered the tavern. One of them was member of the Paladins of Trinsic. Hawkeye had a bad feeling, but tried to concentrate on his ale, when this guy, St John Wraith, came to his table and blathered something about taxes which pirates had demanded. "Should it happen again, I will put the blade to every pirate I see. Savy?"
Hawkeye Pike shrugged, threw five gold coins on the floor and answered "Here, have a tip. Now leave me alone, matey."

"When yer alone, ye don't have quiet the gumption."
Hawkeye turned around. He hated it when someone interrupted him in an important task. He stood up, staggering a little bit, but quickly regained balance again. "Ye think so?" he muttered. Quickly he drew his war fork and a few seconds later the landlubber was lying on the floor.
"Well, dat's wut happens if'n ye call a pyrate a coward!"
He got back to his table and ordered a few new ales.

It didn't take long though and the table of Hawkeye was surrounded by several Paladins and some curious peasants. Slowly Hawkeye Pike was getting angry. All he wanted to do is getting drunk, and these damn landlubbers wouldn't let him down his ales in peace. They made remarks about him and his stench, and threatened to arrest him.
"DARNIT LANDLUBBERS!" Hawkeye shouted. "Can't ye go someplace else and stop botherin' me! I'm tryin' ta get drunk here!"
But the Paladins wouldn't listen to him, so he got up, pushed them aside and walked towards the door to find another tavern to have a drink. Surely the waiters here would be angry, for there went all the gold Hawkeye would have spent at this place.
Suddenly three or four of the Paladins attacked him. Hawkeye quickly pushed the tavern door open and slipped outside. The enemies followed. A fierce fight started, and Hawkeye was very busy trying to keep those aggressors (two of them mounted) away from him.

Hawkeye always carried around several weapons in his backpack, for situations like these. Two or three deadly poisoned blades, to replace them after they corroded, an unpoisoned kryss and a spear. The battle lasted quite a bit, and Hawkeye was able to put one of his foes down. But he slowly ran out of bandages. Other enemies came for help. The pirate thought that it was the best to leave the battle field. He was not in the mood to be knocked out today. The only headache he wanted to feel was a hangover!
The fighters followed him on their horses, and the fight continued in the city, when finally Hawkeye Pike managed to hide from his enemies. Involuntarily he was eavesdropping on them, when they discussed his fighting tactics. It was funny to see how landlubbers often would mistake good combat tactics for some foul tricks.

Cyril Lokner: Where the hell is he?
Zahava of Torch: No one can take that many hits
Moressa: I know
Zahava of Torch: This is vanq?
Cyril Lokner: The bastard keeps coming back.
Moressa: there is something very wrong with that
Zahava of Torch: And I hit em 3 times, plus you two
Moressa: I need to go get a better weapon
Cyril Lokner: I'm using power.
Cyril Lokner: Vike of Power.
Moressa: Mine is just GM
Zahava of Torch: He doesn't take normal punishment
Moressa: Not much damage
Zahava of Torch: Nor have that much stamina
Cyril Lokner: He's freaky... that's for sure.
Cyril Lokner: We need him out of here before the Grand Tournament.
Zahava of Torch: I'll tell you this
Zahava of Torch: While sitting near him in the tavern doing absolutely nothing I was put to sleep.
Zahava of Torch: *client crash*
Zahava of Torch: Just sitting near him, not moving.
Cyril Lokner: He's around here somewhere.
Zahava of Torch: Still he is spooky
Cyril Lokner: *nods*
Cyril Lokner: A very strong fighter...
Zahava of Torch: As are we!

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