[hr][hr][h1][center][color=662d91]Elissa Isley[/color][/center][/h1]
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Location: Port of Tortuga - The King's Arm[/center][hr][hr]

Elissa did not like where things were going with the men and the woman. They were being terribly rude to her, and she started to smell the makings of a brawl coming. Sure, the idea of women being pirates and needing a crew was a bit peculiar, but in no way did that give them an excuse to practically attack her like that. Elissa smiled a bit as she saw the woman stop herself from leaving, and stood her ground. She admired the woman a bit, she wasn't sure what she would have done in her place, but that didn't really matter. Looking over at Aravis, she noticed that the woman had her hand on her sword. Elissa was leaning towards stepping in herself, but she was better off just waiting until something happened.

However, she wasn't one to just stand around and wait. Her own hand went to the hilt of her sword, and she started to rise slightly out of her chair, preparing to jump in if needed. She knew that she shouldn't, but she just couldn't stand by and watch this happen.[color=662d91]"Araffis, zoze itiots need to pe taught ein lezon. Arh ! Hobefully zee voman von't need it, put it is not bozible for me to chust zit here und vatch zem humilate her. I smell ein pravl coming, und I hobe zat zey giffe me ein excuze to sdab zem,"[/color] she said to her friend, as she kept her eye on the trouble brewing nearby.