“sorry for leaving ye so bluntly” poseidon returns with his kid sitting at his shoulders “kid is kind passed through a lot of things and still get easily nervous around new people” he pick Scylla from his shoulder, kiss her cheek and put her back on the floor “Be nice and present yerself to the man dear, and don’t worry for i am and will… Read more

Elliot was going to say something to Poseidon. But he hurried off to comfort his daughter. Elliot had no objection to this, and as he left, sat quietly to himself and sipped his rum.

She sighed. “Alright Papa. I will try. In return just please be careful?” She stood up and hugged him.

“Dearest daughter of mine if engage is eminent remember who you are” he kindly wipe her tears away with his thumb “ye’re daughter of Poseidon the one who can be bend the seas with his will and Medusa..” remembering her mother was still painful for him, after a small pause he continues “yer mother could transform any living being into stone by… Read more

“Papa…” She cut him off, looking up. “I am just concerned, for you, for both of us. We must be careful. We don’t know where she is…or if she hears us. So please be careful!” She grabbed her father’s hand and tried to keep the panic from her voice.
“Anyone, these human costumers especially, could be here for us. As in out to get us! She… Read more

please sweet hearth there is nothing to fear, we’re safe here… but the girl throwed herself at the kitchen before he could say anything this made a sad spark appear in his eyes but it dissipated completely when he looked back at the man “I ask for i am Poseidon, God and Might of the Sea” he sadly smiles “and i am kinda tired of drag the… Read more

Scylla blushed and looked down at being addressed by the man. Usually she avoided talking and coming in contact with customers. A nervous hissing whine sounded from beneath her flowing skirts. Hurriedly she turned, running to hide in the kitchen only pausing to whisper to Posiedon: “Πατέρα, θα είμαι στην κουζίνα.”

Safe in the kitchen she made… Read more

“Hmm. I dunno. We never been close I’d say. I’m not particularly the religious type. Why do you ask?” Elliot asks as he then drinks his rum while he listens.

Poseidon laugh “don’t worry sailor this kind of thing happens a lot around here” he picked a mug of spiced wine for himself “most people from yer age don’t understand how this kind of power works” he snorts “as civilization advances and old knowledge turns obsolete i supposed something was this was bound to happen…” then he put one hand in… Read more

“I’m not to sure. Something happened. Something I can’t remember. All I can remember is there was a fight, and I got separated from me ship n’ crew.” His proper language often mixes with slang. “All started when I found this amulet.” I take out an emeralded stone. “Strange things started happening since I found it. Can’t remember much. All… Read more

DADDY!!! That was my job! I was supposed to post my own bio!
*sulking*

((Even if you did write it for me ;P))

The young man laughter placing a mug of spiced rum in front of the man “ye understood! the sea is a living thing calling fer ye!” he smiled at the man as he continued “to be a true sea dog is to give yerself to the sea and in returns the sea resonates within ye! to live withing the sea is to be unbound and free!” Poseidon’s eyes shined, he felt… Read more

Name: Scylla

Appearance: A pretty young lady she looks like a 12 years old girl, but if one could look into her deep green eyes he could say she is much older than that. she wears a pretty blue dress with long skirts and shinning emerald earrings

Power: Summon giant serpents with dog heads from under her skirt

Story: Poseidon and… Read more

“Well, part of it was me choosing the sea.” The man starts. “Why, I believe that the sea choose me. It was the only place I seemed welcome. Wasn’t very welcome in the streets. Wasn’t very welcome in the country. Wasn’t very welcome at my first home. I had to go to the sea first. Before I could go to all those places. Twas the freedom it… Read more

Poseidon stared at the man coming in his saloon, he could smell the sea coming from the man and for that he fell glad, the shadow of a smile soon came between his lips “we have the best spiced rum and wine you will ever find, we also have ale and mead if those are more towards ye liking” with his eyes shining like sapphires he crossed his… Read more

A door slowly opens as there a man walks in seemingly tired. As if he just woke up. He walks casually. Not seeming to notice or pay mind to the fact the bar is empty with a rather tired face. His footsteps are heavy and he smells like salt. The middled aged man glances at the girl for a moment. Then his eyes wander to the bartender. He takes… Read more

Vas walks up to the table. He draws his sword *swipe swipe swipe swipe* He signs his full name. He puts his cutless away, looks forward, and walks.

Name: Elliot “Vas” Pennyworth II

Appearance: A man in his Upper 30s. Has a Goatee and long black free hair. Wears A tricone hat. Black long sleeved trench coat like jacket with golden trim. He has a lot of thick leather armor under his jacket and wears black adorned clawed gauntlets. Two gun cutlasses at his side and a blunderbuss on his back… Read more

Poseidon was cleaning a mug while glancing at the empty saloon, all he could see was he daughter with a broom cleaning the place, of course the dress wouldn’t help her and from time to time he could see a chunk of meat disappear under the young girl skirt “ye cursed dogs… ” he muttered to himself, the curse upon her daughter was the most… Read more

Name: Poseidon

Appearance: a young man in his late twenties, have blue hair, blue eyes, his skin is always tanned from the sun, uses a white t-shirt with a black coat, brown trousers and black long pipe boots

Powers: Total control over water in any form

Story: “you either die a hero or live long enough to see yourself become the villain”… Read more

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After much deliberation it was clear that the inn needed rules “know what? fuk it”

Since that day there was a board in front of the bar’s table “Rules Sign” was written on it with bold letters nothing else written on it, every time somebody did something stupid the board was supposed to be used to strike the person’s head hard, very hard