The Land of Grimney - The Illustrated Adventures of Cora Pearl, aged 12

Done for me? Bracewind you know me better than that.

*He grins and chuckles*.

I carved each of them boys a new ass hole. Nah. I'm quick with a blade. You should know that. I whittled them down to size.

*He draws his blade and swishes it about with a flourish*.

It's more than my rapier wit that keeps me alive Bracey.

*He smiles again and heads off down the corridor humming a tune to himself and muttering*.

Rapier wit.. Boy that's funny.

*He enters his room and closes the door*.

He's a bit eccentric.

*He smiles and spits tobacco into a spittoon*.

You take your seat by the window Philomena. You never know, someone might show up and tell you something. The drinks on the house. Celebrate the bairn. Don't forget to give it that cigar. Puts hairs on your chest, one of them does.

Bracewind... Master Stark seems to have some skill with the blade. Tell him to speak with me if you get the chance. I may have a commission that will interest him.

*Philomena throws back her glass of firewater and pours herself another.*

Join me Kiki?

*She pours a drink for the vampire and the mermaid whispers.*

For all their swagger, you and i have killed more men than those gangsters will ever kill in a lifetime.

*Philomena looks round the bar and smiles at Bracewind.*

Nice to see the place so busy. Once I get rid of those pesky knights Holme's tavern will be like this again. You have been very kind Bracewind. Sounds like Vort has fallen out with the Chaos Engine, guess he won't be coming back here... Who are the Clay brothers?

*She sighs.*

I need to send a quick note.

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Yeah. Stark does have some flair, but there’s better than him. The one eyed outlaw over there has a bad reputation with a blade. And a bad reputation.

*He spits tobacco*.

I’ll speak to him. And send him along to you. He’s not a bad lad.

*He whispers*.

Vortigern falls out with everyone. He don’t much care who he crosses. Heard he’d been working with the Ilnarc, the Brotherhood of Shadow, them folk. Bad apples them. Some in the bar today, but I just mind me own. Best way. Business is business, that's what I say.

*He grins*.

The Clay Brothers? Thems a Bad lot. There’s four of em, at least there were. Expect them are mincemeat by now. Although the eldest ain’t no bleeder, he cuts just as deep as Vortigern can.

*He pours himself a brandy and downs it*.

I’ll keep an earhole open. Someone'll know where he is. Wants me to deliver your note love? If it ain't no risk to me.

I am very fond of one-eyed outlaws.

*Philomena smiles.*

I don't need an assassin or a bodyguard though... I need someone to train a friend for a duel.

Oh Vortigern.

*The mermaid pouts.*

I sometimes think he is as blackhearted as people say and beyond redemption but... When we were together alone he was not always like that. Sometimes when he was relaxed and let his guard down, I could see some good in his soul. He has had a hard time and is bitter, but if he realised some people care about him, that he is not all alone in this world.

*She sighs.*

Maybe I try to find the good in people too much.

No need for a note Bracewind, just tell him I was looking for him and he will find me if he wants to be in my life... Tell him I want that list, he will know what I mean.

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*Philomena smiles back.*

I'll have another bottle of firewater please Bracewind. How are the singing fish by the way? Tuneful?

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