"Well well well, there's a rugged face that I would dare say not miss", said the barkeep.
The man to whom the barkeep was referring too, sat down on one of the many empty stools that line the outside rim of the bar counter. The dank and misty tavern that resided in Buffalo was pretty much empty with the exception to a few souls who were minding their own business, drinking away and the all familiar scheming that goes on within Buffalo.
"Haven't seen you about for quite sometime..." said the barkeep.
"I've been... somewhat, busy..." said John Savage.
The barkeep went under the counter for a few seconds without saying a word... He then sprouted back up with a large bottle containing what seemed to be a clear bluish liquid.
"Ah, Salesian ale, least you remember what I drink, figured you wouldn't have any more of that stuff lying about", said Savage.
"I've got stockpiles off it because no one else will drink this piss-water that you love so much!"
"HA! Give it here so!", said Savage has he drank from the bottle itself, gulping half of its contents already.
"Ugh, been a awhile since I've had that taste" he said as he put the bottle back down on the counter, "So, anything of interest been happening while I was away", he asked the barkeep...
"O yes, indeed, lots of interesting events that you might need to look into" came the reply.
"Might just do that, load up the rest of Salesian ale onto my ship and send me the bill barkeep! I'll be off to explore!" Savage said with a fairly high and joyous tone.
Just before the Savage was about to leave, a small metal object hit him on the back of the head, he turned around and picked it up... "Whats this?" he asked the barkeep.
"Its credit transfer chip and you know full well what its for Mr.Savage" came the reply.
"Ah yes, the bill, I see" Savage said.
"Yes, along with the other bills that you've yet to settle including amounts for broken chairs, paint work, burnt marks from premature fire from your blasted trigger happy gun and of course, a bill to replace the beverages that you somehow mistook as... yours", barkeep took a long breath.
"Ah yes, right, I see, ok well that can be settled, how about a game of good old fashioned poker?"...
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