Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-13615389-20160623164644/@comment-13615389-20160623181550

The Iron Scalon Pub sat at the edge of the city, overlooking the port as ships came and went. It wasn't exactly the most prestigious of establishments; old, decrepit, rundown, and stocked in surplus with thugs. The pub had a reputation for drawing rabblerousers and cutthroats like moths to a flame, and yet always seemed to promise an adventure for those involved. More often, however, it promised broken teeth and a bloody nose.

It would've been an average night at the Scalon, but word of the Elder Scroll being in the Abecean has led to a large surge in activity unlike anything the pub has ever seen before. The barman, a shifty Argonian named Oliwei, has been having trouble keeping up with the shocking amount of patrons since. Packed tightly, all of the tables were filled which forced many to stand, though that didn't get is the way of them having a good time. Drunken fools stumbled about aimlessly, looking to mooch another drink, and tables full of hooligans emanated hearty laughter. Overall, it was a relatively light, playful atmosphere in that den of debauchery that morning. Among the fools, however, were a select few competent individuals that Captain Kane was gunning for.

The docks outside of the pub were bustling with activity. The ships pulling in seemed to belong to pirates half of the time, looking to unload the spoils from their most recent raid. The sand blew quietly along, in harmony with the gentle dance of the palm trees providing shade to those below. The Jackal came to a halt at the docks, its chocolate paint-job in sharp contrast to the brilliant blue of both the skies and waters adjacent. Kane Pyke stepped onto the docks, a few workers making way for him. Despite his long career, Captain Kane never managed to rise to fame among the oversaturation of other pirates in the business as well. Nonetheless, he was respected among those who knew of him, and an imposing presence.

"You," He spoke in a deep, baritone voice, "You're with me." Kane finished, gesturing for a few crew members to follow him as he made his way to the Scalon. The Jackal had recently lost some crew, and would need to be fully manned if they hoped to succeed against the other who searched for the scroll.