Post by Pirate on Aug 19, 2009 4:10:15 GMT -5
He had been drunk piss drunk and it was with reason he was rich indeed, it was a good deal this queen for twenty chests of gold. He didnt know of the tiny spec of glass enchanted? What did he know of little enactments? Nothing not a damn thing he was laying there in the inn of some no name port. He wouldn't have been able to name it now just knew they were docked. After a drinking game gone wrong it was his disasters with a little red monster (a red head) and an evil spoon. He groaned a little and sank his head into the pillow. It was June who had taken him out of that mess and she was here? Of course some where.. he lost the ability to see straight near two hours back The very fact that he was still walking or had walked was beyond him. He was put in bed and undressed he knew this much. He could feel the draft on his backside. He was not going to wake up in the morning that was a promise. He merely grinned and sighed to the feel of that cool night air. Hot a little bit but the shore brought in the light smell of the ocean. The breeze tainted with salt from the sand and waters it was nice atleast to him. He was tired but everything told him to keep those eyes open. The flickering of the candle at his bed side finally blown out by the intruding winds. His hand lifted up to his face and with a fighting tussle with the pillow he began to sleep. His mouth open at a half part letting out the loudest snore... Hey he didnt need to impress anyone and he was to drunk to control it.