Hope's Haven ~ A little taste of Gallia

[Malaclypse 666]

Merry quickly collected her thoughts and approached the stranger who was holding Pops against the wall.

"Kind sir! Thank you for rescuing us from the man in the corner. He is an unknown assassin or bounty hunter sent to capture or kill Pops here. Mr. Waverly is Hope's' benefactor, Sir. He kept the place open after Sancho and Skye disappeared. He made sure we had jobs. Please don't harm him.

Aaron looked once more at the gentleman he held, then slowly backed away, raising his hands in a universal gesture of "enough".

"Well." said Pops. "It appears you lads know your way around Hope's, and obviously were expecting refreshement rather than intrigue. Merry, would you be kind enough to accomodate our guests, while I go have a brief chat with our assailant?"

Merry's look of consternation turned to one of delight as she returned to her element.

"That I shall, Pops. Customers again! It seems that pirating has moved to other parts of the Sector, except for the few local raggedy Mollys who barely have two coins to rub together! It's on the house, gentleman! What can I get you?"

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