User blog comment:Aghostintheboat/The Official Roleplay Room/@comment-32153758-20140825120811/@comment-32153758-20140827123634

OOC: Owl, I plan to fufill that agreement now that I am back in action. So once more I must do this. I will presume that the man who made everyone sleep with the gas is just a random soldier. - As the man walks out, he is quickly kicked in the head, and then is slammed in the chest. Unexpected, the man is forced to take both blows.

"Hey hey hey...what are you doing, attacking my own admirals? I don't let that slide without punishment."

As the assilant said this, a sword quickly extended from his arm. Everyone in the bar was sleepy or too drunk to recognize this man, and the admiral certainly didn't know who he was, as the assilant wore a mask.

The sword pointed torwards the admiral.

"I see you have an katana. It's been a long time since I've had a good fight, as those soldiers were wimps. Care to dance?"

The assilant seems to have a large spread of blood on his left shoulder, and his right leg. However, surely he wouldn't challenge someone this confidently.