[color=steelblue] "Bunch of weirdos," [/color] Dalious muttered.  He was not noticed by them, as he was previously passed out along the floor of the inn.  He had blacked out earlier from drinking and waiting on orders from his king.  The conversation had awoken him, and so he got up and sat back in his chair.  A half drunken bottle of rum sat on the table.  [color=steelblue] "Ah, right where I left you." [/color]  He started his day, even though it was becoming night, with drinking.

[color=steelblue] "What's that lots story?" [/color] he asked to Jeremy, but before the barkeep could answer he stopped him.  [color=steelblue] "You know what, it doesn't matter.  To early to trouble the mind with such things.  Another shot, mate."[/color]

There was a lot that happened in the pirate's absence of mind, and so Jeremy filled him in with the important bits.  A few new people here and there, what the king was up to, and the status with the enemy.  Not much really, but it was a conversation to last until the sky was its darkest.  By then, the pirate was drunk again and his eyes grew weary once more.  This time he finished his booze, as he blacked out where he had blacked out previously.