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[Yoink]

Name: Melvin Chuster
Age: 34
Gender: Male
Description: A failed pig farmer, whose business failed due to both his lack of business savvy, his poisonous temper, and of course his drinking habits.
Fairly tall and with a decent paunch, although his bloodshot eyes are sunken and his face lean. Has an ashen complexion, greasy, lank black hair and seems to sweat in almost any weather.
Stats:
BRAWN (#1)
Strength: 1
Endurance: 3
BRAINS (#3)
Intelligence: 0
Charisma: 1
BRISKINESS (#2)
Accuracy: 2
Agility: 0

[DarkArtemisFowl]

Shrugging after a minute at being ignored Corran stood up stretching slightly then grabbed a couple of bottles of beer from behind the bar and wandered over to Julia holding one out.
"Like to talk about rubbish a lot don't they?"

Julia carefully observed the man walking up and offering some beer. She admired the good nature and etiquette, but didn't know much else about him, so she decided this would be a good time to get to know who she world work with, or work against. She waves her hand in a sign of apologetic nature.

"I thank you for the kind gesture, but I do not drink. I prefer to keep my mind sharp and clear at all times. What might your name be?"

Just as she had finished her verbal reply, another man walked up and attempt to engage in conversation with her.

Carl notes the looks Sunan is giving Julia and shifts over towards her.
"How are you today, miss...Julia, you said your name was?"

Julia gives a small nod as a greeting, arms still crossed. "I am well, thank you, and how are you also?"

((Also, should Julia's age be 24 for this? It's up to the GM if the age is too low; I could always make do. Or if you others would like the age to be that, it's up to you.))

[GreatWyrmGold]

((14 is fine by me.))

"About as well as I can be, all things considered. Any of the others...giving you trouble?"

[DarkArtemisFowl]

"About as well as I can be, all things considered. Any of the others...giving you trouble?"

Julia looks quickly over to Corran. "Not yet, no, though I am keeping watch. What brings you to this bar?

[GreatWyrmGold]

"My plan? Sleep somewhere in town, keep moving. Figuring there wasn't going to be a lot of work for me, in this dinky little town. Now...I'm being drafted." Carl shrugged.

[Wwolin]

((Also, should Julia's age be 24 for this? It's up to the GM if the age is too low; I could always make do. Or if you others would like the age to be that, it's up to you.))

((Fourteen's fine. Hell, at fourteen, William Cody (better known as Buffalo Bill) had served as a scout in the Utah War, fought against the Sioux, done a bit of gold mining, and ridden for the pony express.))

[stefmor90]

Pick up Julia and drop her into a beer keg.

[GreatWyrmGold]

Pick up Julia and drop her into a beer keg.

Nope. He gets punched and possibly tackled first.

[stefmor90]

Pick up Julia and drop her into a beer keg.

Nope. He gets punched and possibly tackled first.

Continue action despite this fact.

[DarkArtemisFowl]

"My plan? Sleep somewhere in town, keep moving. Figuring there wasn't going to be a lot of work for me, in this dinky little town. Now...I'm being drafted." Carl shrugged.

"I'm here for the fight of it all. It just seems to be my natural territory, fighting what I think is right to fight against. Anywhere you plan to go after this?" Out of her outer vision, Julia saw movement from one of the others towards the three's position.

[GreatWyrmGold]

"One sec."

Pick up Julia and drop her into a beer keg.

Nope. He gets punched and possibly tackled first.

Continue action despite this fact.

Alright. After being tackled, he gets dragged away from Julia, then to the bar.
"What's your typical prescription for unruly drunks, bartender?"

[Yoink]

Melvin was scowling away near the bar, in a rotten mood, even moreso than usual given the news that he was supposed to go fight monsters for the damn President.
He wasn't happy about that at all. He needed something to take his mind off it, and as usual that something would involve alcohol.
He saw an amusing situation forming towards the rear of the saloon...

Pick up Julia and drop her into a beer keg.

>Barge over and aid this action.
"Drinks're on us! Heheheh!"

[stefmor90]

"One sec."

Pick up Julia and drop her into a beer keg.

Nope. He gets punched and possibly tackled first.

Continue action despite this fact.

Alright. After being tackled, he gets dragged away from Julia, then to the bar.
"What's your typical prescription for unruly drunks, bartender?"

"I WILL EAT YOUR BRAIN"
Consume bartender.

[GreatWyrmGold]

Melvin was scowling away near the bar, in a rotten mood, even moreso than usual given the news that he was supposed to go fight monsters for the damn President.
He wasn't happy about that at all. He needed something to take his mind off it, and as usual that something would involve alcohol.
He saw an amusing situation forming towards the rear of the saloon...

Pick up Julia and drop her into a beer keg.

>Barge over and aid this action.
"Drinks're on us! Heheheh!"

"Dammit. Julia, ready to start the fight you're in for?"

"One sec."

Pick up Julia and drop her into a beer keg.

Nope. He gets punched and possibly tackled first.

Continue action despite this fact.

Alright. After being tackled, he gets dragged away from Julia, then to the bar.
"What's your typical prescription for unruly drunks, bartender?"

"I WILL EAT YOUR BRAIN"
Consume bartender.

"Never mind." Carl slams whats-his-face's head into the bar repeatedly.

[DarkArtemisFowl]

Melvin was scowling away near the bar, in a rotten mood, even moreso than usual given the news that he was supposed to go fight monsters for the damn President.
He wasn't happy about that at all. He needed something to take his mind off it, and as usual that something would involve alcohol.
He saw an amusing situation forming towards the rear of the saloon...

Pick up Julia and drop her into a beer keg.

>Barge over and aid this action.
"Drinks're on us! Heheheh!"

"Dammit. Julia, ready to start the fight you're in for?"

Julia cracks her knuckles and lowers her stance. "Indeed. I've no time for these clowns."

Put the poor souls who think they can overcome Julia down.