To Find A Crew
After acquiring the boat from Iggy and pulling Vyle out of the water, Smash headed back to his bar, the drenched Vyle following suite.
"Well," Vyle started as he poured water from his boot. "All we need now is a crew." Smash nodded.
"I could ask people who drink at my pub. We get all kinds 'o scum in there." Smash said. Vyle suddenly stopped, a look of euphoria on his reptilian face. "Wha'?" Smash asked. Vyle turned around and ran towards the entrance to Longshadow Alley.
"I've gotta meet with an ol' friend o' mine. See ya' later."
"I, Smash Strongfist, will never in a million years know what goes through the mind of that reptilian son of a…"
"Don't finish that sentence Smash or you'll be very sorry!" Vyle called from the Longshadow Alley gate.
"He heard me!"
Later, in Longshadow Alley…Vyle walked through the dark alleys of apartments and shops, one hand always on his rapier. You never know when you could be mugged in Longshadow Alley, so Vyle liked to play it safe. He tensed up as a rather imposing dark elf walked up to him.
"He…he…hello. M...m…mind sending a few silver pieces m…my…my way?"
"Back off, you filthy rogue."
"N…not a w…wi…wise choice my friend." The elf pulled from his black cloak a rather imposing knife.
"No, the wise decision would be ta' back off now before I lose my temper."
"W…what? One k…kni…knife not enough? Well, h…how about two?" the dark elf pulled another knife from his cloak.
"I'll give ya' to the count of three to back off."
"I…I'd like to see you try to sc…scare m…m…me off."
"One…"
"Not gonna w…work me m…m…matey."
"Two…" Vyle unsheathed his rapier.
"…"
"Thre—"
"OK! Pl…pl…please don't ki…ki…kill me!"
"Alright, I won't kill you." He walked over to the sniveling dark elf and bashed him over the head with the sheathe to his sword.
Vyle walked down the now deserted alley until he reached a weapon shop.
"Vyle, me ol' hearty! How are ya' me fine friend?" The voice came from an old dark elf from behind a counter. He had a long white beard and a shrunken skull for an earring.
"Victor, why hello."
"Yaar, what be the meaning of this unexpected visit?"
"To tell ya' the truth," he paused. He leaned forward and whispered. "I be lookin' for a crew."
"Well, that I can help ya' with."