[color=c4df9b][b]Olde Bar[/b][/color][@BladeSS4][@Archmage MC][@vancexentan][@Zelosse]
Apparently a bar fight has started, and that each crew started on each of their chaotic ruckus. The barfight started by those pirates. Yes, Alesia wasn't the one who started it, Those pirates provoked them in the first place! The wooden table had slammed on the pirate captains, who seemed too drunk on even moving away.
At the next moment, it was like a steel table had collided onto the pirates. Unnaturally, they felt as if a wooden table had a crushing weight, knocking away the three captains unconsciously. Alesia stepped away from the wooden table in a recognisable thud.[i] 300 kilos, wouldn’t kill them,[/i] but she is not going to turn this into a bloodbath. Surely they will forget everything after a few days' rest. She was quite sure of it, her weight barely exceeded the two of these captains' mass.

On the side of Riko, the spinning glass propelled by the spinning alcohol, has crashed on the pirate flat on the chest, knocking him out near instantly. One that has the same type of powers like her. Alesia thought.

Amongst the shuffle of table and chairs of the course of the barfight, a pillar of flames abruptly shot up from one corner to another, leaving searing marks over the various tables of the establishment. Fortunately it missed the alcohol storage. But, a small singe came close to the spinning alcohol of Riko, and the alcohol ignited into a great spiral of fire that seared the enemy pirate into cinders.

That has provoked the tavern into a hard to resolve barfight. More of those pirates started drawing their cutlasses, a few pulling out their brown pistols. The fact that they are less sober helped a lot on the outcome of this barfight, the careless breakings of the rum bottles would help on the powers of the Saphire Star. Still they have avoided the 'ghost' with the black hood, Willow.

[color=ed1c24]"Its better to knock them out peacefully so,"[/color] Aleisa responded to the comment of Adam, with one hand covering the glare of the bar embers. [color=ed1c24]"Also, I'm not fond of these guys~"[/color]

A white wolf could be seen from one of the broken windows. It was the same pet that was seen when Alesia entered the establishment. It seemed to be staring the shores from the backyard kennel. It was quiet and composed despite the scene of the bar.
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[color=f7941d][b]Streets of Brown Isles[/b][/color] [@Jerkchicken]
"We’re just messengers! Our captain is faraway at the Swamps." The pirate gasped for breath from the blunt damaged gaited from the previous skirmish. The other two pirates has succumb to its own injuries, laying flat on the floor motionless, the cobble floor started to dye red.

"He isn't that type to fool around the bars!" The pirate replied in gasping breath. "Our crew has gathered a bit of treasures at the Cavern by the hillside, challenge us if you dare!"

The pirate taunted, despite his defeat. The Caverns was beyond the Swamps, and they seemed to be unafraid of letting out the beans not the hideout. 

The have a few cheap guns and blades on them, but that was what they seem to have of value. Just mere underling. A small den den mushi was placed on one of the pirates belt, but it has yet to [i]blurp[/i] at the moment. The swamps was just ahead, and the shops was still nearby, albeit cleared from the customers.

"I appreciate your help. Those guys, they had been disrupting our business since they disembarked this harbour..." The store owner emerged from its place of hiding. "Or I should say, my harbour, I'm the mayor of the Brown Isles."

The shopkeeper who calls himself a mayor approached flint.
[hr][b]White Pearl[/b] [@Stern Algorithm]
Not far from the docks and White Pearl, there was a lone pigeon that flew to across the harbour. From what it appears it is a messenger pigeon, its two pair of claws has a rolled up parchment.