The many footsteps grew louder, as the two pirates conversed with the stranger. Chester was annoyed, his head hurt and he still hadn't had a drink. He was getting hungry, too. [i]What an annoyance.[/i]

The steps got loud as the six men were upon them, brandishing weaponry. "HEY! YOU! HALT!" They shouted, their cutlasses and guns in hand. Chester laughed as he turned to Macario "This who we might be dealing with?" He asked, turning to Lina, a small grin on his face. "Are you a spy?" He asked Macario, ignoring the armed goon squad behind him, their hands on their swords and their crosshairs aimed at Macario and Chester. 

"Because if you are, that's super cool."

Turning around, he threw a punch, into the guy whom was heading towards him, Chester picking up his footsteps, the man was drawing his sword when he was met by Chester's fist, sending him flying into his four allies, knocking them all onto the floor, the man's teeth all hitting the stone tiles on the floor. "These guys however - not so super cool." He said, walking past Macario. "Lina, I need a drink. Where's the nearest bar, again?" He asked, completely nonchalant about the assault he had just commited, people around yelped in surprise, yet, they weren't terrified, they were apparently somewhat used to sudden bursts of violence in this town.


[i]What a bunch of weirdos.[/i]