>>5246096"SoAaaAarrrrr..." Mitzi intervenes, "Who's uh... who be callin' the meeting? Arrr..."
"Arrr, that be a good '<span class="mu-i">arrr</span>', it be, especially for a wench!" Remarks Two-Patch as he gives Mitzi an encouraging slap on the back! "Ye could learn a thing or two, lad."
You'll learn when you <span class="mu-i">FEEL</span> like it, alright!? AR! Now answer her damn question already!
"Aye, the question..." Two-Patch nods, exchanging looks with the ceiling above the parrot's head. "Folk be tellin' tales of another who was wronged by that Parble lass-"
"If she even <span class="mu-i">BE</span> a lass!" Hisses Nor'easter with a worried look on his bearded face! "I hear she be born from a land critter--one wit’ a bandit’s mask that laid wit' a <span class="mu-r">DEMON!</span>"
She <span class="mu-i">BE</span> a lass, okay!? Clearing your nonexistent throat, you motion for the swabbies to continue.
"Anywho, they be harborin' a hatred burnin' hotter than Ole' Scratch's parlor itself!"
"Aye!" Chirps the parrot before dipping his beak into your drink, "He be a <span class="mu-i">real</span> animal, he be!"
You and Mitzi exchange a worried glance. Who did you--er, <span class="mu-i">STAN</span>... piss off <span class="mu-i">this</span> time? And why the heck did they leave them <span class="mu-i">ALIVE?</span>
"Ye' can ask 'em yerself when they arrive!" Nor'easter cackles <span class="mu-i">right</span> in your ear! "All I be knowin' is that it'll be good ta' spill some blood again! Never got the chance afore that explosion on the flagship!"
"Aye," Snarls the parrot as you jealously guard your tankard from their beak, "it be a fine diversion while that damnable <span class="mu-r">SEA BEAST</span> still roams the waters... SQUAAAAWK!"
“Stan!” Ly exclaims, leaping back into your body from a scouting mission you don’t remember sending him on, “It’s-”
Before you can ask any more questions, the answer to a few of them kicks the front door open!
https://youtu.be/MVagm39bnTQ"<span class="mu-s">ALRIGHT, YOU BOOZE-SOAKED BUFFOONS, WHO'S READY TO GET REVENGE... FOR MY BROTHER!?</span>"
Oh... oh <span class="mu-i">no...</span>
The owner of the voice can barely fit through the door: stomping in on the skeletal legs of a bear and sporting a set of sharp matching claws sits a long, snakelike sequence of vertebrae culminating in the skull of a bird you never wanted to see again....
A <span class="mu-i">turkey</span>.
“<span class="mu-s">GOB!</span>”
>CONTD. 