He'd watched bar fights before, he's even been in a few, but this one had to be seen to be believed. The pure unbridled rage that the two demonstrated was commendable. Part of it had to be drunken rage for sure, but that only made the feat even more impressive. Dunnivan clapped and cheered along with the rest of the crowd, though he wasn't sure if he should have. He had no idea what even happened really, he only knew that he was thoroughly impressed. Whats more, it sounded like they were looking for a crew to venture out with, and having a friend or two along would at least triple his chance of finding the gold. When the clapping stopped, Dunnivan was the first to confront them.<br/><br/>"An army, eh? Well it looks like you just found yerself your first soldier. Name's Dunnivan." He approached them, stepping over the bodies on his way. " For a second there, I was afraid ye just put 'em six feet under!" he chuckled, offering his hand to the man laying groggily on the floor. "Didn't expect to see so much fight come outta a lad dressed like yerself!"