[color=ed1c24][b]Old Dread Inn - Alesia[/b][/color]

The turnout of the gathering of pirates was lower than she’d ever expect. A good number of pirates pretended that they never seen what she did. As much as a scene that she don’t like, few pirates would dare to challenge one of the Seven Warlords. The supposed silence of the bar receded, whilst tension maintained along the poker tables of those cowardly pirates. All that could be heard are just noises of coin chips exchanges along the tables, then shuffling of chairs as the pirates walked away from the bar one by one. Even the bartender retreated away after serving Flint a drink, for a so-called ‘smoking break’.

[color=ed1c24]“Yes, we are on an ongoing voyage to find the fabled treasure ‘One Piece’, ”[/color] Peeling away the bounty poster, Alesia turned to look at the cloaked man, [color=ed1c24]“Needless to say, we are to settle a few grudges against the Warlord Rel’chunk, and my crewmates would be supporting my cause, regardless of the numbers on his former bounty.”[/color]

She took a seat along Flint’s table, glancing at the brick fireplace before taking a few sips on her iced tea. Her eyes shifted back towards the cloaked man with an odd hand, [color=ed1c24]”Alesia is my name. My late crewmate told us to be wary of ‘Dreamhounds’, do you happen to have any word on that of Rel’chunk’s ability?”[/color]

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[b]For Shinji - [/b][i]For people who resided in Argin kingdom long enough, there are rumours of those things. Rumours of ferocious messy eaters leaving bite marks on stone and cobble, often with no crumble of bones off their prey. But Dreamhounds are thought to be just tall tales, and even fewer would know that its one of that Warlord’s abilities.[/i]