*Snorts deeply the aroma of carnage and blood* Haha HArrrr, all this ruckus gets a drifting man a tad thirsty, who's leg do I have to hump fer' a farce of a drink?
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I have some rum...
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An would ye' happen to cut yer' ruuuum *hic* with gunpowder?
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Please, speak clearer.
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*snorts* gunpowder lad! Do ye mix gunpowder into yer rum?
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No, if you know me, you know that such things are of no use to me.
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It seems we've come to an impasse here.
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You see lad, the gunpowder serves no purpose but to rattle the nerve of yer company.
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*gives bottle* Add your own gunpowder.
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Ahhh haa, I do thank ye kindly stranger!
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No problem, human.
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[spoiler]pick the rum.. is fantastic![/spoiler]
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Offers you a bottle of ryncol. Be careful that stuff is strong enough to knock out a krogan.
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Ahhh, barkeep! You do me a good turn. *uncorked bottle and tumbles a swig down the hatch* HAAAARRR!! That thar be liquid lasers! *hic*
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*unimpressed sweeping*
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Simmons broom with an efficiency 5 enchants and starts sweeping the floor with you.
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▪▪▪▪▪♢■■am I being swept about the floor■■♢▪▪▪▪▪
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*politely sweeps around you*
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*welcomes the assistance with exuberant sweeping*