[center][h1][color=cyan]Anastasia "Anna Nine Fingers" Ridgeway[/color][/h1]
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[color=cyan][i]Location: Port of Tortuga - The Kings Arm[/I][/color][/center]
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Anastasia was about to fire her flintlock, when Elissa came out drawing out her cutlass and cutting into the sexist pig's chest she wasn't expecting any backup. Looking over towards the woman giving her a grateful nod for the assist, then an Indian woman came into the fray as well but clumsily dropping her weapon. The man didn't take to her taunting well at all, she couldn't help but just smirk seeing the rage in the man's eyes and just yelling her and Elissa. Then Aravis ending up just decking the sexist pig across the face, which made him fall to the ground, ass up in the air.

[color=cyan]"Might want ter git 'is arse chicken's greg oyt before yer man bleeds oyt!"[/color] Anastasia taunted them again, if the man died because of her she probably would careless about him. If the man survived maybe he would actually learned his lesson, then all hell started to break lose around the three of them. Anastasia turned her attention towards Elissa and Aravis, ducking the occasional object that was thrown through the air.

[color=cyan]"Ah've certainly 'ad me fill av a boozer brawl, de names Anastasia by de way."[/color] Anastasia said as she took the red sash off of her belt and started to wrap her hand around it. [color=cyan]"Shud git a doc ter chicken's greg it oyt, if yer two want ter come wi'"[/color] She offered Ana didn't want to stay here much longer, with her hand all cut up, though she did hate to leave a good old bar brawl.