And atlast Into the bar came someone so large you could hear the steps outside the door, the massive ogryn that walked in was wearing armour some would perhaps say was more fit on a tank.
As Kanud walked in he saw the varius things unfolding, the drinking ork and the small commentator, all the other Stuff going on in the bar, he wasent much for a drinking competition at the moment, though he was sure he could defeat the tiny ork. So he instead walked up to the bar and sat on the floor, he was much too heavy for Any chair in This establishment "one of the usual" he Said to the bartender, as bucket rather than a class Got filled with whatever foul kemicals they sold as beer.

Not long after an proud looking Eldar thingy walked in and her humans speaking loud talking he recruitment.
As others first made their way Kanud decided he much rather krave the station and made his Way up, not caring if Any smaller ones where in his way" I am Kanud, i take no less than rank of Bosun" he said his prepared sentence one he had used Many times

In response to the man-like Xenos approaching them, Adel blew some smoke to the side, removed her preferred narcotic from her mouth, and raised an eyebrow. With her suppressed accent ringing through, she replied, "I am here, and heard it, Headbolt. Work always sounds good. But what kind of work?" to the Ork. She then turned to the figure. A part of her wanted to classify her as a human, but she was too inhumane for that. She'd seen a small number of such creatures, but knew nothing about them except that they seemed fond of runes and jewelry. "My name is Adél Sátáni", the ex-noble offered, grey eyes fixed on the purple-eyed person, "and by experience, you look like the type who needs wet work done. We are not bravos. My associate here's an Ork prodigy, and I am a tactical genius. Look for assassins elsewhere."

Prejudice assuring her that they were done, she fell into one of the seats and continued smoking. "If that's what you want, that is."

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With all the clamoring over a possible new ship captain, it was only natural that he took notice. A robed man stood, towering over even the ork, but with limbs like twigs. His fingers curled into talons, and his face down to his mouth was covered by a hood. He ambled over to the group, smile revealing a mouth of fine, needle-sharp teeth. "Well, if the rumors are true and you have yourself a ship... that ship, even, I'll wager you need a Navigator." The man said with a high, keening voice as he bowed. "Avery, at your service... if you'd have me."

At the same time, the drink of the poor man at the table 'Eadbolt had flipped flew across the room to hit what looked like a grizzed imperial veteran of many wars. He looked over to see an ork, the Xenos he hated the most. Grimacing, he grabs his chair and slams it against 'Eadbolt's back, shattering it and not budging the orkstartes an inch.

Of course, one of the chair legs flies across the bar, crashing into a table and spilling the drinks of some surly looking eldar, who immediately jumped up and charged the Human, one grabbing the microphone stand off the stage. The other humans weren't about to let one of their own be demolished like that, so they met the eldar in a charge that overturned a table where a few Kroot and Tau sat, and were thrust into the fight.

At one point, a bottle crashed against the back of another ork... and then all WAAAGH broke loose.

[BARFIGHT! (Sorry, Had to) This is a practice combat to help explain the mechanics]
[5 Eldar ; 6 Humans ; 3 Tau ; 2 Kroot (Elite) ; Ork (Boss)]
[ Up to 3 Incapacitations, or 1 and a strike on an Elite or Boss]
[One post limit per update]
[Also, please add a [RESULTS] line at the end of the post for quick reference to kills and attacks made]

as a mug struck kanud in the head, a thing that dident even make him blink, but still made him mad.
He turned around ank kicked the first man behind him, the fool dident stand a chance as he wasent even much bigger than the angry ogryns boot.
And as said man was the send flying through the room and smahed into the bar, the ogryn went for the next offender the ork, orks knew how to fight, and sometimes it wasent a one punch victory unlike pretty much anything else that got hit by the runaway train that was an ogryns fist.
[1 Human Incapped, Punched at Ork]

"And that's my cue", the former Imperial Officer said, jumping to her feet to avoid the general charge of the human fighters. They were nothing but rabble to the trained soldier, and she wouldn't feel bad about killing a few of them, even if it was just to knock sense and respect into these untrained peasants.

Even before she could do anything, the duo of former grenadiers waiting outside had picked up on the din inside, and came in, lascarbines raised and their own Otthan-pattern Trench Blades menacingly displayed on their hips. They were still wearing their battered dark grey carapace and shouting at their officer in their native tongue so she would be aware of their presence.

Adel was pleased to see her men, and wasted no time to pull her own knife from her sheath hidden within her coat and immediately re-sheathing it in the leg of a passing man wearing civilian clothing but carrying himself like a former soldier. He cried out and toppled to the ground, the broad edge of the large knife ensuring he would not get up soon. 'Don't shoot!', Adel barked at her own Friends, one of which was already busy showing some snooty Eldar the business end of his rifle stock, crushing skull while being educational about the dangers of trained humans. It was Benes, as she could tell by the large golden cross-shape on his shoulder guard, while Gulyas, larger and more brutish than the swift Benes (and bearing a large skull-on-a-stake decal on his pauldrons), pushed people aside to get to his superior and her Orkish ally. He produced a grunt of Otthan, to which she replied in kind, giving a status update that would sound like gibberish to most.

[Results: 1 Human incapacitated, 1 Eldar incapacitated]

<Alea Vatton, Prior to Barfight>

@Casavay @DeranVendar

She smiled sweetly at the human female who presumed she needed assassination work done.

"My dear mon'keigh, I assure you if I needed someone killed I would do it myself, or at least have the good sense to not to ask an ork to do it discreetly. No I am in need of a crew for my ship." Just then she noticed all the others lined up for work as well. She hopped up on an empty table to get their attention.

"If any here are looking for good, honest pirate work. then I will be more than happy to accommodate all of you! I am Captain Alea..."

Then the barfight broke out.

<Barfight>

"But first! To prove yourself, deal with these malcontents! We shall discuss payment, shares, and roles afterwards!"

As she spoke she drew her sword, which glinted brilliantly blue in the light. A man came running at her and one blow from the flat of her sword caused him to fall unconscious. A kroot decided to challenge her by leaping onto the table next to her. She nimbly leaped over his swing and brought her sword crashing down into her opponents arm.

[Results: 1 Human incapacitated, 1 strike against Kroot]

<'Eadbolt>
Handy was suddenly whipped about to face the attacker still holding broken chair backing, a swift hack of his small choppy wrench wouldn't kill or knock the man out cold but it would hack open part of his face and leave him short an eye effectively ending any threat presented by him as drunkard stumbled back to curl up beneath the bar screaming in pain.

A Kroot came flipping and striding toward 'Eadbolt having seen him as total source of all this ruckus and 'Eadbolt in turn saw the beaked xenos. "Naw aw beaky boy. " His left arm unfurled from over his chest to back hand the xeno with solid steel hand, knuckles emblazoned with screaming Orkish skulls to add a lil 'oomph' and leave the bird git with a mark to remember.


[Incapacitated Human, Backhand at Kroot]

<Vaughn/Major>
"Come get some!" Vaughn headbutted the while the ork stumbled he got ready to brawl with the ork.

[1 strike on Ork Boss]

Seeing this as an opportunity to prove himself Kraig lept off a table landing squarely on one of the tua that was going after his soon to be new captain. He gave him several solid whacks with his large wooden spoon before rolling off and swinging at the closest humans knee cap. Once the man was down he bludgeoned him with the wooden spoon. He would have to clean it up before he could cook again. He lashed out at another drunken human that fell quickly thanks to his drunken stupor.

[Results: 2 incapacitated humans, 1 incapacitated tua]

Varl shook his head and glided away, taking absolutely no interest in the vulgar brawl. He settled back into a far away niche to observe when it was over. Bringing Dras to heel away from the fight - the Wrack was capable, of course, but he wasn't worth risking unless he was needed to protect his Master - he made sure to avoid the tasteless display.

Treleskan rolled his alien eyes and sipped at his drink while holding his hexrifle ready in one hand. Anyone stupid enough to try to take the fight to the Haemonculus was going to be incapacitated in some interesting and mutagenic ways.


[No fighting, zero damns given. Hex rifle ready for anyone who disagrees.]