[color=fff79a]Y'Vanna was just finishing her last horn as Solange nudged the glass of wine towards her. She took one look at it and scowled.

   [color=f7941d] "Eww... wine, I never touch that stuff... hate that shite..."[/color] she said, slamming her horn down on the table and swiping for the glass of wine. She took a healthy sip before she continued.[color=f7941d] "Well, a sailor we may have, and aye, ye sound confident in your own right, but just how can ye be certain things will run so smoothly, eh?"[/color]

   She could feel the warmth of the alcohol flooding her face and belly, [i]oh the sweet embrace[/i]... A dance she had danced nearly every night for as long as she could remember. The bluntness of her speech was a dead giveaway. 

     [color=f7941d]"I mean, eighty kilometers is a good bit of distance to be traveling with people I just met, and to be trusting them takes it even further out to sea for meself... Especially when I'm to me making deal with Vargas... or his business partner either."[/color]

     Y'Vanna had barely got the words out as Vargas came through the open doorway and into the room. Percival followed him in as well with a broken look about his face and his shoulders sloping off in a sulking manner. Vargas's attire was well over the top, A beautifully gilded royal blue frock with gold threading, exceptionally tailored. His shoes and gloves, both of black leather and very well kempt. His mustache and facial hair was waxed and groomed, and that smell... she couldn't put her finger on quite what it was but it stung at the nostrils. The room fell eerily silent for a moment, the only sound was the hardened leather bottoms of his shoes as they fell on the planks below. Even the ambience of the tavern seemed to muffle slightly.

       [color=00aeef]"What's this I am hearing about a proposition, hmmm?"[/color] he said, placing a gloved hand to his face inquisitively. [color=00aeef]"It had better be lucrative, whatever it is. I don't take kindly to intrusions... [i]especially at MY OWN TABLE![/i]"[/color] he said rather loudly in Percy's direction, but did not turn.

       [color=f7941d]"Well, then ye're gonna love this one Varg- [i]Lord[/i] Vargas."[/color] Y'Vanna said with a bit of a shaky voice. [color=f7941d]"I was just telling your business partner-"
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  [color=00aeef] "Partner?"[/color] Vargas said abruptly, cutting her off before she could continue. He looked to Solange as Y'Vanna was gesturing at her when she spoke. [color=00aeef]"Oh, right.. aheheh.. Yes indeed, my partner."[/color] He said, a warm smile gathered on his face as again locked his gaze on her. [color=00aeef]"Please, do continue. It's no secret that my associate and I are quite fond of the prospect of making a bit of money... Percy, get your worthless ass downstairs and get us a few rounds for everyone. I'll foot the tab if this takes to my liking"[/color] he said, snapping a finger before moving to take his chair, which he graciously eased into. He clasped his hands in front of him on the table, eager to hear this tale.

      [color=f7941d] "Aye, yer partner was saying that she could get us a ship to Gnok island, some eighty kilometers west of here."[/color] Y'Vanna said as she tore through the glass of wine. 

[color=00aeef]"Oh, and Percy. Fetch Nora for me while you're at it."[/color] Vargas added [color=00aeef]"Please, continue."[/color] 

       Percival nodded and took his leave, and not soon enough after what he had just endured...[/color]