>>5244865A wave of pure, unfiltered revelry hits your face long before you and Mitz push your way through the door. Barely dodging a queasy skeleton pirate with a sickly green pallor stumbling out the door, you and Skele-Mitz find yourself smack dab in a bone-afide pirate-palooza!
https://youtu.be/xCU45_GVsyYThe restaurant’s tables heave and groan under the weight of an army of skeleton pirates–their wooden frames pushed to the limit as the partygoers dance, sing, and wrestle on top! A thin layer of spilled booze seeps through the floor around the bar, but its occupants are too busy chattering and drinking to notice.
Barely ducking a wayward beer bottle, you shake a fist at a trio of skeletons swinging from a chandelier above you! As another one loses his shaky grip on his tankard, one of the several skeleton parrots soaring around the restaurant manages to intercept it and chug its contents!
If any of the patrons notice your arrival, they sure as hell don’t show it, but who could blame them? You only have to take a few steps in before you feel a buzz coming on from the fumes alone, and as you exchange looks with Mitzi, you get the feeling she’s having what you’re having!
“Phew,” She mutters, trying and failing to shake off the secondhand tipsiness, “We uh… we oughta’ find someone with keys to one of those boats, huh?”
Sure, you nod, you can manage that! Cracking your exposed ribs, you take a moment to survey the room for anyone that fits the description.
“Just like da’ <span class="mu-g">DINER,</span> yea?” Ly asks as you immediately fixate on the bar. Sure, you shrug, but you won’t have to pull Art’s ass outta the fire this time around!
“That looks fun!” Mitzi remarks, pointing at a crowd of pirates dancing to a jaunty tune played by a band of skeletons on the far end of the establishment! “I uh… I mean, ‘<span class="mu-i">promising!</span>’” Ignoring her wink, you continue your stakeout–past a crowd gathered around two skeletons clashing swords lie a few doors… no doubt leading out to where your boats are.
“Eyes on da’ prize, cupcake…” Ly reminds you as you scan the soiree for any sign of a key or your capricious woodland critter, “Let’s get what we need and jet!”
This place is ripe for the pickins’, you wager, but where’s a girl supposed to find a <span class="mu-g">KEY</span> or two around here?
>CHECK THE BAR–SEEMS LIKE A GOOD PLACE TO GET SOME FO-ER, INTEL!>MITZ CLEARLY WANTS TO DANCE–MAYBE YOU CAN PILFER A KEY ON THE DANCE FLOOR?>SWORD FIGHTS IN A RESTAURANT? NO WAY YOU’RE GONNA MISS CHECKING THAT OUT!>HEY, WHAT ARE THOSE BONEHEADS DOING OVER THERE? (WRITE-IN) 