Whisper herd the captain talking, "they're gonna need a pilot," she thought in her head as she watched.

Garvin "Gar"~male~ The North Star

The old buck gave her a quick look over. He needed all the ship hands he could get at this moment so why refuse any willing to help? "Yer in if ye can sign the paper thar. As fer me name I be but Garvin Mcoy at ye service." He said before climbing up on one of the tables. "Listen up ye scurvy land lovers! I be lookin fer me a hearty crew fer me ship. If ye be looking to join then sign the contract, we be leaving the docks in ta morning at dawn!" He announced to the whole room. What a night fine day tomorrow would be.

Crystal wanted to roll her shiny blues at how cliche Captain McCoy was being. With all the hubbub she couldn't get the attention of any bar wenches and wasn't going to take kindly to be mistaken for one. She quietly padded her way over to the bar under the captain's table, then borrows a young puffadores fluffy tail to launch herself up onto the bar top. There was still lots of gold in the pilfered pouch she had but she had it in her possession for quite a long time now. She decided to order a little snifter of port for a couple of coins, downed it, then leaped off the bar and started heading out the door. She chanced by a draeyl who happened to have an open loop on its belt, so she deposited the pouch there and made her way to the coat locker to collect her seabag. As she produced her ticket, the ny'vene she had lifted the purse from walked back into the bar and happened to notice his goods on the unfortunate draeyl.

"You're mighty light on the fingers kully." the ny'vene hissed at the draeyl.

"Eh?" The draeyl replied. "Go sleep it off scum!" He bellowed back.

The Ny'vene's breath smelled sour from an unusual mixture of indiscriminate alcohol's on the fire breather's foul breath. It was a wonder the creature hadn't ruptured his fire lung. He grabbed at the pouch on the draeyl's belt and shoved the happless dino through two or three other patrons at the bar! "Gimme back what's mine ye lazy, good fer nuthin' thief!"

Both reptilioids were hissing and spitting for a brawl. Already the other patrons that got knocked down with the draeyl were getting up to get their own licks in. Soon the ny'vene's shipmates came rushing in through the bar doors as the other patrons shipmates stood up to help their fellows out. McCoy's new crew wasn't going to get out through the front door without losing a couple teeth, but Tavi just waited to get her bag, then slung the received parcel over her shoulder and waltzed out, saluting the cap'n before he and his got caught up in the scrap.

Garvin "Gar"~male~ The North Star

The fight broke out rather quickly in the crowed bar. Nothing could be head over the noise from the fighters. Narrowly escaping as one of the reptiles fell upon the table he had been standing on, Garvin though it best for them to leave. Three new crew mates was a good number for now though there had been others that caught his art as well. He would have to find them later, now was time for finding an escape route. Retreating back to the furthest reaches of the bar he found himself face to face with a hungry looking vulynx. The cat lundged at him though missed when the rabbit like animal jumped over it causing it to land in the rubble of the table. Things were getting heated by this point, any longer and they wouldn't be able to get free without fighting. By this point the buck had retreated back to the fire were a large bird like animal with feathers had taken up residence. With a leap Gar mounted the animals head. He looked like a brute, he could be their way out! "Ye get us a way out and I'll make it worth ye while." The Bulbori said into the golden spotted bird.