@Varicke

Kerg noticed the sound of broken and looked over to the source. He drinks Ryncol as he watches.

A fight?

@Song Book

He notices the woman under the chair and gestures to her an invitation to come near the fireplace.

@Song Book@Varicke

"I will think about your offer, if you really mean it." Ayeka says as she notice the guy threatening a young lady. "She is not on the menu and get your ass out of my face." She made the broken glass on the floor and wraps it around his tail as sharp daggers in his tail as the crystal is a deep shade of red. If her mother the queen was here she may have a heart attack from the way she curse to her own reaction to the situation.

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@Alisdragon911

A raging and agonized roar left Ridley's jaws as he shot up from his chair knocking it down. "YOU BITCH!" he towered over her, radiating nothing but deathly intent. His tail violently whipped behind him shaking out the glass, the shards piercing into whatever they struck. "I THINK YOU COULD USE A LITTLE MOTIVATION TO BETTER THAT RANCID BEHAVIOUR OF YOURS!" he towered over here and readied a giant clawed hand to bring down on her before hesitating. Last time he was here he got kicked out for killing a patron, killing one of the staff members could result in never being able to come back ever again. He snarled angrily before dropping his arm to his side. "Fortunately for you..." he seethed "I don't desire to be removed from the area due to another incident." he visibly shook with rage as he made an effort to calm himself.

@Varicke

@Alisdragon911

However, Ridley's timing was unfortunate. With the glass sharding into Ridley and Ridley about to strike...

There is a fight.

Kerg is in a middle of charge aganist the purple alien. This began when Kerg saw the highly aggressive purple alien scream and about to attack the staff.

@Varicke

Micheal stood behind Ridley shaking his head thinking of him to be a another worthless piece of trash although in the back of his mind he did not know why he was helping the patrons but if this was to make him look good then he wouldn't mind,"Is their a problem?" He said trying to keep his cool and clam even though in the back of his mind he was scared stiff.He had both his hands in his pocket holding a single quarter form the many in his pocket which he used as a weapon, He would need them in case this thing tried to attack him which would be easy since his power was very well powerful.

@Varicke@QwertyYerty@Eviledd1984

Ayeka is still a bit weary about this guy with purple skin as she move away from the guy. He graze her with his claws, her blue blood runs down her arm and freezes at some point down her arm. She is surprise that the fat guy and the soilder wanted to get in on the fight. To her the dragon guy calmed down quickly as he did not to kick out of the tavern. She puts down a bottle of his drink in front of him and walks down the bar a bit to get away from him. She touches her rip shirt before reaching for a drink for herself to drink.

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@Eviledd1984

"No, of course not! I don't see a problem here at all. In what way could there possibly be a problem, I'M CLEARLY THE CALMEST I'VE EVER BEEN!" Ridley roared his words in the face of the intervening man. He paused for a moment to pinch the bridge of his snout. 'I'm surrounded by inferior species with nothing but a single brain cell between their ears.' He glared down at the large figure through the gaps between his claws. Ridley never even paid mind to the retreating woman he had struck @Alisdragon911, but he did notice she left him another drink. He immediately reached for it and chugged it in one go before righting up his seat and sitting down again, giving the wounds on his tail a quick examination before turning his head towards the obese man. "Tch...... anyway........ just what would have you settling in such a place as this? You're clearly not the adventuring type and I some how doubt you found this place by accident." Ridley figured that perhaps conversing would help repress his rage.

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@Dark Light

With his memory returned Knutik had made his way upstairs searching for the owners room. All the doors seemed to look the same and retracing his 'steps' didn't aid him. He knew though it was in fact the owner's room he had to find, he recalled watching the man return to his room and being curious to see it's interior. He had tried every door within the vicinity of the ominous one from before, phasing through and checking each room only to find that nothing was of interest or strange in the slightest. He stopped for a moment in the hall to think. He soon looked to his immediate right only to reel back in slight surprise to find a door that he could've sworn was never there before. He squinted, tilting his head slightly as if to view from an angle trying to find out if the door was an illusion or not. He hesitantly reached for the handle.

@Varicke

This creature was looking a bit calmer then before that would give him ample time to converse to help himself form not getting hurt,"Well thank you for asking first of all..i have came here for a drink because i have business with a CEO of a big time oil company but i would think that you people would not have any use for oil" The fat man said wiping a little bit of sweat form his forehead."And what would bring you here?" He said putting his hands back into his pocket.

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@Eviledd1984

"Oil... a component of importance?" He hadn't heard of the word in a long time, it's use has long since been replaced with more efficient products. "... No... we use more refined materials to fuel our machinery. It's called Fuel Gel and it's highly abundant on planet Bryyo, home to the Galactic Federation. It's use is of importance to their spacecrafts, so me and my troops pirate it as often as we are able. It's a fine source of fuel." Sufficiently calmed, he reached behind the bar and stole a random beverage. He poured it into a glass and took a sip. He noticed the man seemed to have his hands in his pockets a lot. 'Hiding something?....' he thought to himself before he took another sip from the glass. "... Being Military Commander can wear down the mind, so I take every opportunity to visit here whenever the place decides to show itself to me." His tail swayed absentmindedly behind him as he stared into his glass, gaze not shifting in the slightest "So... what's in your pockets?" A smug grin stretched his jaws, knife-like teeth threatening to pierce his own lips.

@Varicke

"Fuel Gel? Must be a very valuable and profitable source of material..." Micheal said softly with his own smile thinking that it could be his next venture point,"Are you some sort of space captain like in Star Trek?" Micheal then asked him thinking back to his past of when he was a child and would watch the show with his babysitter. He was quite the space/history buff so he would be quite knowlegeable in this sort of subject,When he was asked what was in his pockets he kept a calm face and to not piss off the creature he would give his answer."Coins.." He said simply now moving to the bar ordering another glass of water.He jiggled the coins in his pocket having this feeling that he would be using these in the near future.

[center]

"... Just what are you hiding from?" @Varicke
He had noticed her. That had scared her worse than the creature just being there. A quiet squeak all she could manage to get out as she had slipped under the table once again. The yelling and loud noises made her curl into her safety ball, The heavy coat blocking her from harm. She did appear to be that of an animal. Green grey eyes shone out from the ashen fur and blonde hair that almost covered her in entirety. It wasn't her best idea to get into trouble with big creatures. She hated them with all her might. Taking what they want when they want it. Not a care about the smaller creatures or the natural order. Most she hated were the big creatures who thought of the chain below them as inferior.

Crawling out from under the table once more she started walking towards the man who remained calm through out this. Mostly curious on what he was doing watching her. @Dark Light Her hair had disheveled quite a bit due too her quick movements. Which had shown, if only for his angle, the scarred remains of claw marks along her neck. Strange it would be to see the marks along her otherwise scar free skin. As if only to show him for a glance her hair drifts back down to cover it.

" Helo! My name is Анна. What do they call you?" Her voice was light yet clear. Like a well rehearsed phrase she must have said a thousand times.

@Varicke

Ayeka notices the purple guy steal a bottle of wine. She wonders how much trouble she will put the amount of damagest on his tab. She pulls a bottle of wine as the bottle is cold. It made a ice ring on the counter, she pours herself a drink. She sips on her wine as she listens to the patron's conversations. After things calm down a bit more before she serve the patrons again.

@Varicke

@Alisdragon911

@Song Book

@Eviledd1984

Kerg has struck the purple alien with a melee attack with the momentum of a Krogan charge.

Shortly before impact, he overheard Ridley's admission of piracy. Another Krogan might have asked for a job from Ridley. Kerg might not have been above asking himself. But seeing that scar wound on that woman from under the chair reminded himself too much of his beloved Stacy. A scar should come from battle. Kerg promised to share those scars with Ridley.

Within his brain, a biological chip records. In another place, an AI has made a secret residence in Kerg's mind via a implant. It has one goal: resurrect the state it once ruled. Most of the previous recording has been unreadable to the AI, but in this tavern, it was seeing clearly.

AI: Pirates means bounties. Bounties means rewards. Rewards mean resources.

The Galactic Federation may have a significant bounty on this pirate or privateer. Transporting the pirate is risky, and the location of this Galactic Federation is unknown to it. A recording of the death of the pirate might suffice.

Kerg is not a murderer by nature. If he wasn't a Krogan, he might have been a pacifist. But the AI appreciated Kerg's biology. It didn't take much to manipulate Kerg from quiet reflection to outrage at the pirate's brutality. But it will take much more for Kerg to cross the line from defending another's life to killing one out of rage.

The AI knows Kerg must be notably injured to force the Krogan blood fury upon Kerg. Once Kerg is injured, he won't be able to stop until the object of his anger is dead. That suited the AI just fine.

The AI knew that a punch from Kerg would likely trigger the Alien's retaliation. Measuring the impact on Ridley, the AI is considering abandoning Kerg. This purple body is very strong. And the avian like alien mentioned commanding military units.

Ridley's body may suit the diabolical plans of the AI more than Kerg. If the AI can somehow access Ridley's mind, he will search for the coordinates of this "Brryo" system.

The AI is beginning to regret starting this fight. If the Purple alien dies, it may lose a valuable opportunity. It may become stuck with subtlety influencing Kerg. It is difficult to raise an empire when your unwitting host has little desire for violence beyound natural instinct.

For his part, Kerg strikes the Ridley partly for revenge for the girls injuries and partly to show the alien that these people have a protector in him.

Kerg: This bully intimidates and strikes with force. I will show him my force to match his force.

Kerg: Huh. Why does this Alien have glass in it's tail? And where is the bouncer? Does the bartender have a shotgun under the bar? And come to think of it, WHY DOES EVERYTHING LOOK LIKE ITS MADE OF WOOD?

Kerg: WHERE THE +×÷= AM I?

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@QwertyYerty@Eviledd1984

Before Ridley could respond he noticed the charging attack a mere second before it struck him, even then it was too late for him to react. The hulking brute of a creature managed to strike Ridley in the ribs before he could dodge out of the way. The force knocked him off his chair but his reflexes landed him on all fours before he could actually hit the ground.

His tail whipped violently behind him knocking over a table. He let out a primal screech "WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING YOU PATHETIC WHELP!?" he was infuriated by the sudden attack. The space dragon didn't even stop to think about his actions before he lunged at the Krogan, wings spread to simulate no escape from his charge and rammed his head into the creatures chest in absolute rage.

@Varicke

@Song Book

"You struck her! Strike me instead!"

The head didn't no much damage to Kerg, as he was wearing military grade armor in his chest area. Kerg's armor genetated shield also decreased the damage. His tough Krogan biology absorbed the rest of the damage. It was enough to begin the blood rage.

The Krogan continues to slam Ridley with melee attacks. Kerg might bring out his weapons soon.

@Varicke @QwertyYerty

"God damn it.." Micheal thought as he was now hiding underneath a table, He was not wanting to get hit or put into the middle of his battle because he hated to get hurt or be in pain. "Troglodytes...why did you two have to fight.." Micheal scolded the both of them shaking his head and wanting them to stop fighting but he was too much of a coward to intervene.

@Varicke@QwertyYerty

Ayeka quickly puts down her glass of wine and jumps over the bar counter. She stands in between the dragon and the soilder. "Stop this fighting at once, there is nothing to fight over nothing but keeping your pride." She says as her arms are cover in crystle , she did not to see anyone get hurt again like another patrons did in battle or a stupid fight just like this one right now.

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@Alisdragon911@QwertyYerty@Eviledd1984

"WE WERE HAVING A NICE CONVERSATION!" The Krogan's attacks did very little damage but it was the act itself that got Ridley so riled up. He bit down on an arm before it could hit him, his teeth pierced through the armor as if it was made of tin foil sheets. Holding his grip as best he could he began ripping his claws into the armor on the Krogan's chest, trying to tear its lungs out. The lady from before then forced herself in between them and Ridley backed off glaring daggers at Kerg. "HE is the insolent wretch that started this! NOW GET OUT OF MY WAY, I may not be able to kill staff members but this filth is going to be my next dinner!"

@Alisdragon911

@Varicke

With the arm that is not being bitten, Kerg takes out his shotgun, slams the muzzle against the head of the biting alien, and fires.

Due to the Krogan blood rage, Kerg does not feel the pain of the bite.

The shields absorbs much of the damage, and the armor lessens the impact of the bite significantly. Tough Krogan biology and secondary organs help to keep the bitten arm functional. Thick Krogan hide significantly decreases the length of teeth that penetrates below the skin. The secondary Krogan nervous system keeps the bitten arm functional.

@Varicke@QwertyYerty

"If you want a meal you should ask in the first place." Ayeka says as she creates a ice statue and commands it to go to the kitchen. The ice statue come back quickly carrying a fresh corpse that came from the freezer. "Can I trade you this tasty body for him?" This is why the large. Walkin freezer creeps her out as you never know what you will find in there. She guess the kitchen holds everything for every patron.