Post by mick on Dec 14, 2009 22:58:13 GMT
The atmosphere within the worn pub called the Zeally Arms seems almost heretical in a city gone mad. Friendly faces trade stories of war and cheers over polished tables. At the bar several older members are discussing some half-mad, some would argue fully mad, scheme.
An older lady in a faded dress and a warm smile offers you a steaming cup of tea as a younger looking man with tired stormy blue eyes in a studded black leather jacket starts motioning to the others and hands out pints of dark foam headed beer as he discusses something hurriedly. There does not appear to be a single desperate or sorrowful face, in fact, they appear almost... content.
The air is friendly and warm with a heavy sense of sudden inebriation. One of the members at the bar motions you forward from the door and offers you a glass of your choice. The member smiles and leans forward.
"Care to leave your gear for awhile and join in?" They ask warmly. "We are always looking for new comrades and drinking friends."
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Aye, that is the Zeally for you.
I'm Fightin'Mick, Sergeant At Arms' for our drunken crew of renegades and vagabonds. If you are looking for some tea look to our dear Mistress of the Kettle Aunty. We are always looking for new members to dwell within the sturdy welcoming walls of the Zeally Arms.
You'll find new friends and and a warm safehouse you can return to after a day of hunting our rotting foe and enjoy a pint. Applicants should certainly be able to fight the Zeds whilst having one or two drinks in them, we do tend to have two or three, alright four or five, drinks before charging off to challenge the Zeds to a drunken brawl. If you are at all interested, join up and start participating on the forum and become a Freebooter.
See you in the fray!
-Fightin'Mick, Sergeant At Arms'
An older lady in a faded dress and a warm smile offers you a steaming cup of tea as a younger looking man with tired stormy blue eyes in a studded black leather jacket starts motioning to the others and hands out pints of dark foam headed beer as he discusses something hurriedly. There does not appear to be a single desperate or sorrowful face, in fact, they appear almost... content.
The air is friendly and warm with a heavy sense of sudden inebriation. One of the members at the bar motions you forward from the door and offers you a glass of your choice. The member smiles and leans forward.
"Care to leave your gear for awhile and join in?" They ask warmly. "We are always looking for new comrades and drinking friends."
-
Aye, that is the Zeally for you.
I'm Fightin'Mick, Sergeant At Arms' for our drunken crew of renegades and vagabonds. If you are looking for some tea look to our dear Mistress of the Kettle Aunty. We are always looking for new members to dwell within the sturdy welcoming walls of the Zeally Arms.
You'll find new friends and and a warm safehouse you can return to after a day of hunting our rotting foe and enjoy a pint. Applicants should certainly be able to fight the Zeds whilst having one or two drinks in them, we do tend to have two or three, alright four or five, drinks before charging off to challenge the Zeds to a drunken brawl. If you are at all interested, join up and start participating on the forum and become a Freebooter.
See you in the fray!
-Fightin'Mick, Sergeant At Arms'