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	A cool sensation grazed Yeva's fingers as she took the large blue gem into her hands. It glimmered faintly, the glistening light seeming to call out to her. A gentle tingle spidered up her arms and the hairs on the back of her neck stood on end. The feeling passed as the stone disappeared, stashed away while the nimble young woman made her escape toward the exit. She might have been spotted if it wasn't for the sudden imposing form of a large table being chucked through the air.

"Wha-wait a min-!" Tychus yelped, raising a hand in the air toward the incoming piece of furniture trying to evoke his powers, but to no effect as he was smacked by the wooden table and sent hurtling back. The grip of his ability loosened, allowing Enigma to escape. A clatter of noise knocked about as the pirate crashed against the wall an landed in a heap of chairs and tables. A unanimous shocked gasp rose from the tavern, followed by a brief silence. Some rustling escaped the pile, jostling a chair aside as the pirate's hand emerged. "Don' just bloody stand there ye scurvy ridden idiots...Kill that overgrown cat!!"

	A jolt shocked through the pirates as the command of their infuriated captain bellowed out, but before they could scramble to engage the lion man, a commotion began to ring out through the crowd near the bar. "Hey what's wrong with you?!""What are you talking about?!""You got a problem?!" A harsh exchange of words quickly became an exchange of punches as drunken fists went flying in every direction. In a matter of moments, the aggression spread like a wave as fighting spurred out through the tavern's patrons, sending them seizing into an inebriated brawl. 

	Pushing chairs and broken bits of table out of his path, Tychus managed to stumble to his feet, bitterly grumbling in an incoherent dialect as he wiped away a track of blood leaking from his nose. Brushing himself off, his eyes grew wide and his jaw nearly dropped to the ground. "Th-th-th..." A bead of sweat trailed down the side of his awe stricken grimace as he struggled to believe what he felt, or rather, what he didn't feel as his hands brushed over his rump. 

"THE SHARD!!! SOMEONE'S MADE OFF WITH ME SHARD!!"

	Looking around over the uproar of tussling patrons, Tychus' shocked expression contorted with rage as he noticed of everyone fighting or playing bystander, the trio making for the exit. "The door! Get after 'em!" Lost in the tangle of brawling patrons, the rest of the pirates struggled to follow Yeva, Aedre, and Hayden. The toil of drunkards managed to hold them back, but it wouldn't be for long. The attention was off Gharn, at least for the moment, as nobody was eager to involve the angry looking lion man in the fist fight...or get near him for that matter.

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