An afternoon at ye olde flintlock tavern
the cap'n was in fine form(full of rum too) Jo was there, ain,t seen her since doing the star wars shit :) the bosun spent most of the day standing by the "naughty wall" lol, for talking bollocks and was re named friar tuck by some old hag in town the other day, hahaha.(he used to be the official Robin Hood for Nottingham, but so did the cap'n) Most of the crew turned up - added alchohol, food and then the gnome season opened, 2 three foot gnomes appeared from somewhere then so did the weapons and ammunition, they were utterly doomed and rather colourful as they met their deaths in a hail of paintballs. Some of the neighbours were also taken out, collateral damage :). more alchohol and food were added, insults exchanged. Ordered a new frock coat, my tailor will have it made for me soon enough. A roaringly drunken time had by all. catch you lubbers later,
R T - Master at Arms