Post by The Seven on Jun 14, 2008 22:40:30 GMT -5
“I am Captain Aeron ‘Ironheart’ Irons of the iron ship Iron Promise, returning to pay homage to the Ironlord of the Iron Islands, Lord Harren Drumm!!” The blackly dressed man had a very iron quality to his eyes, which intimidated the port master of Pyke just a little.
“Well, Captain… Irons, it appears you’re a bit late from your reaving! One might question your loyalties if-”
Captain Ironheart Irons suddenly rushed forward, setting his hand upon his sheathed weapon, “You questioning me iron, you salty cunt? Here, I’ll show you some rea iron.”
Portguards drew their weapons in time for any assault, but they were in fior a surprise when the eccentric pirate dropped his weapon and his breetches to the ground. “Behold the iron rod that stoked a thousand fires!!”
The crew of the Iron Promise laughed from their decks, forcing even the port master to crack a smile.
“Come boys, let’s show our host some proper generosity from some wandering killers and cutthroats. As the pants went back, a bag struck the dock, spilling forth veracious coppers, stags, and even more than a few dragons.
The port master, normally as steadfast as they come, immediately began picking up his tiny fortune. “I doubt I’ll ever question the iron of Captain Ironheart ever again!”
The haughty captain struck a pose only the truly impressive can get away with, his chin facing the setting sun while lighting his dark profile. “See that you never do!”
When the dockmaster and his men had left, Evergreen turn to one his men. “I almost spared him my pecker, except I had just realized I was carrying a steel blade!”
The other murderer chortled, “It was still a impressive piece of iron!”
Evergreen laughed back.
“Well, Captain… Irons, it appears you’re a bit late from your reaving! One might question your loyalties if-”
Captain Ironheart Irons suddenly rushed forward, setting his hand upon his sheathed weapon, “You questioning me iron, you salty cunt? Here, I’ll show you some rea iron.”
Portguards drew their weapons in time for any assault, but they were in fior a surprise when the eccentric pirate dropped his weapon and his breetches to the ground. “Behold the iron rod that stoked a thousand fires!!”
The crew of the Iron Promise laughed from their decks, forcing even the port master to crack a smile.
“Come boys, let’s show our host some proper generosity from some wandering killers and cutthroats. As the pants went back, a bag struck the dock, spilling forth veracious coppers, stags, and even more than a few dragons.
The port master, normally as steadfast as they come, immediately began picking up his tiny fortune. “I doubt I’ll ever question the iron of Captain Ironheart ever again!”
The haughty captain struck a pose only the truly impressive can get away with, his chin facing the setting sun while lighting his dark profile. “See that you never do!”
When the dockmaster and his men had left, Evergreen turn to one his men. “I almost spared him my pecker, except I had just realized I was carrying a steel blade!”
The other murderer chortled, “It was still a impressive piece of iron!”
Evergreen laughed back.