Author Topic: Age of Retribution Part IV: The Gauntlet of Izabran  (Read 3959 times)

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"Huh? But, if he's your friend... why are you going to kill him?" Luetenberger asked as he emerged from the tank.

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"What? No, of course he ain't my friend!" Clarence snapped.

His boss speaking again caused Centos to turn his head and hesitate for just a moment. It was all Jeff needed.

"RRARAAAHHHH!!!" the dwarf bellowed, bullrushing forward and headbutting the enforcer's stomach, then driving him all the way across the deck and ramming him into the railing.

"Wuh-- WAH!" Centos yelped, as he flipped over the railing and fell into the water.

"What, stop this! Men, stop them!" Clarence barked as his remaining enforcers, of which there were only four.

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"Finally!" Eamon said as he drew his sword and began attacking two of the men. Finnbarr drew his sword as well, but he didn't intend to use it as he slowly backed away from the fighting.

//8, 7//

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"Lets teach those lazy-lobsters a lesson!" Broose spoke out to Deve as they drew their swords and charged toward the other two men.

"Prepare to be sorry for messing with our business!" sneered Deve while fighting the one man.

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"What is-- STOP THIS AT ONCE! HOW DARE YOU?!" Clarence shrieked, not used to his people being challenged.

The first two enforcers easily blocked Eamon's ambitious attempt to attack them both at once. Exchanging quick nods, one of the men broke away to go after Jeff, while the other remained to fight Eamon.

The second pair of enforcers engaged Broose and Deve, quickly showing themselves to be superior fighters to the two pirates. Luckily, there were still a couple other crewmen left who moved to help.

//9, 10 def, 4 atk//

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Eamon, annoyed that one of his opponents had cowered away from battle, put all his energy into swinging his blade at his rival's neck.

Luetenberger tapped on Jeff's shoulder as the enforcer approached.

"Cap'm Jeff? Do you want help?"

//6//

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It wasn't that the enforcer failed to attempt to defend himself, but it seemed he failed to anticipate the ferocity of Eamon's attack. His own sword was pushed aside, as the tip of his assailant's blade slashed across his throat. It wasn't a deep wound, but it didn't need to be very deep to send a man collapsing to the deck choking and gagging.

As this was happening, the two enforcers fighting Deve and Broose were starting to win their respective fights, as they had the two pirates on the ropes.

Meanwhile, Jeff jumped in response to the big man's arrival. But he quickly recovered and stepped aside to let him past.

"If ya would be so kind, Mr. Luetenberger." Jeff gestured toward the approaching enforcer.

With that, he left the enforcer in the capable hands of the giant, and went after Clarence Corbaine himself. The crime boss was already edging toward the gangplank, though he drew out his gold-laden sword when Jeff approached him.

"Stop this insurrection at once! If ya continue, I will be forced to take drastic actions not just against ya, but yar ship and crew as well!" he snapped.

"I think the time for words has passed, Clarence." Jeff growled.

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The one enforcer who fought Deve kicked him at his shin and punched him to the ground.

The other enforcer tried to stab Broose, but missed. Broose dodged in a circle and got behind the fighter and successfully kicked his butt which made him crash into the railing near the edge of the ship.

"Ya didn't see that comin?" he chuckled and pointed his blade at the enforcer's chest, "Shall I stab you? Or shall I throw you to the sea?"

"Uh, Broose?" groaned Deve, "Need help here!"

"Not now, Deve!" Broose snapped back, "Can't you see I'm busy discussing what to do with this foo?!"

"Forget him and HELP ME!"

"I SAID NOT NOW!" Broose turned to Deve and yelled and accidently got his blade off of the enforcer, "I'M BUSY WITH THIS-DAH!"

The enforcer fought Broose again by surprise and gaining back his victory.

And as for Deve, he rolled out of the way as his fighter slammed his sword at the floor. He got up, but still had the pain from his leg.

"Oh now you asking for it, Bucko!" he growled and fought back at his fighter. But with his pain, the forcer might defeat him.
 

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"Help Cap'm Jeff, Duncan!" Luetenberger said as he threw the netted crewman onto the enforcer.

Eamon cleaned off his blade then turned to Deve and Broose.

"Do you boys need help?"

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"I called Broose for help!" Deve wined to Eamon, "But he ignored me!"

"If I told you once Deve," mumbled Broose while fighting his fighter, "I TOLD YOU TWICE! I'M BUSY!"

"That's your problem, dumbbell!" Deve yelled back.

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"So... that's a yes, I take it?" Eamon asked as he walked closer to Deve.

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"Why didn't ye say so in first place?! Can't ye even speak?!?" complained Deve and collapsed on his hurt leg. 

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Seeing that someone was flanking him, the enforcer fighting Deve suddenly kicked his opponent's leg, right where it was injured. He then pivoted to face Eamon.

"Just in time!" he sneered at the newcomer, "Yer next!"

With that he swung at Eamon's shoulder.

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Not expecting the attack so quickly, the enforcer cut into Eamon's shoulder, which happened to be his dominant arm. He quickly attempted a counterattack, though his injury seemed to affect his fighting.

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The enforcer easily defended Eamon's now feeble attempts, the battle now turning in his favor. Pressing his advantage, the Corbaine goon began to drive the other man toward the railing with the intent of cornering him or knocking him off the ship entirely.

But his success in the battle so far had given the enforcer a sense of overconfidence. After knocking aside Eamon's defense, he attempted to do a lunging stab into the young pirate, hoping to run him through completely. Much to his surprise, Eamon nimbly dodged aside, bringing the flat of his blade around and swatting the back of the enforcer's head.

Between his forward momentum and the dizzying impact to his noggin, the goon suddenly found his overconfidence, and his regular confidence, completely evaporate, as he went tumbling over the ledge and into the water below.

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Eamon looked over the side of the ship and smiled, before examining his wound. He then looked back towards the others.

"You good, Broose?"

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"I'm still busy here!" again Broose shouted, "But if you want to join and help me defeat this buffoon that'll be great!"

Deve sighed in relieve and rubbed his leg to calm the pain down.

"Thanks for ye help. Me appreciated." Deve smiled. Though his pain was starting to lighten up a little, he would still have some walking problems.

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Just then, Jeff approached the group, is falchion sheathed at his side.

"What's going on here? Why are ya all standin' around! We need to get outta here!" he snapped.

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"Yes sir!" Eamon said as he grabbed the remaining Corbaine enforcer from the back of his shirt and threw him over the railing into the bay.

"Good work everyone!" Finnbarr applauded as he patted Deve on the shoulder, "Where to now, Jeff?"

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"Anywhere but here!" Jeff barked, "Drop the sails! Get that anchor raised! Move it!"

Unfortunately, most of the crew had quit and left, meaning the ones remaining had to work twice as hard.

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"Get up, Deve." groaned Broose as he made his way to the net latter, "We have to drop the sails."

"What?!" shrieked Deve and got up to his feet, "But we just arrived at port! Why sail away?!"

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"Oh... I don't know..." Jeff trailed-off.

***

Meanwhile, down on the dock...

"Hmm..."

"Yep..."

Two dockworkers stared at a pair of twitching legs sticking out of the barrel of fish.

"Wonder who that is..."

"He has nice shoes..."

***

"Maybe... just maybe... BECAUSE WE JUST ANGERED ONE OF THE MOST POWERFUL PIRATE FAMILIES IN ALL OF EASTPORT!" Jeff exploded, "NOW GET US OUT OF HERE!"

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The Brightside Seaside Tavern, approximately thirty miles north of Eastport...

"Now remember, we're to recruit enough crewmen to get us to Hanichu then get out quickly. No time for socialismizing." Jeff instructed his crew as they stepped into the rickety establishment that was coated in pealing yellow paint.

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"Definitely not!" Finnbarr agreed as they entered the tavern. He then promptly found his way to a table of men playing Chindarry, joined in the game, and would most likely be enveloped in the game for the next few hours.

Meanwhile, Eamon made his way to the bar and ordered a drink. He shut his eyes for a moment, for the pain in his shoulder was feeling more prominent than before.

"What did you do?!" Said a familiar voice from behind him.

"You're not supposed to be here!" He confronted the woman, a few years younger than himself. Her red hair was held back in a loose braid, while her blue eyes seemed to see right through him.

"You're avoiding the question. Let me look at your arm."

"My arm his fine." he said firmly as he turned back to his drink.

"You know I can help..."

"That doesn't mean you should."

***

At a table on the other side of the tavern sat a lone man, with his back to the newcomers.

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"Ah. Finally, we get a break from that stinkin-boat!" granted Deve, "Eh Broose?"

"Do excuse me for a lifetime, I'm getting a drink." stated Broose as he walked to the counter.

"Fine." replied Deve as he went, "Wait...I need a drink too!"

He darted toward the counter where Broose was at and didn't stop till he crashed behind him which made them both fell back and landed on Deve to the floor while his bottle of rum got shattered to pieces.

"DEVE!" Broose shouted, "WHAT DID I TELL YOU?!?"

"Get-off-me!" Deve wheezed for air.