"And then Jasper," Urd interrupted herself to take a generous swig from her mug of ale, wiping her lips with the sleeve of her blouse before continuing. "Jasper looks her right in the eye and says 'Hey, you know I'm an archaeologist,<i>I'll date anything!</i>" She broke up into uproarious laughter slapping the shoulder of the sailor she was regaling, who politely forced a chuckle from his noticably unsmiling lips. "We all just absolutely lost it, but you know, that's<i>actually</i>how he tried to get women into the sack, if you can believe it. It's a real shame he stayed behind at the last site, he was always good for a laugh, either telling a joke or being one." She chortled again and downed more of her drink.<br/><br/>"Well, uh, I think they're calling for some extra hands on deck..." the sailor mumbled in an attempt to extricate himself from the dwarven woman's 'thrilling' conversation. "I'd better go help, make sure everything's shipshape. Haha."<br/><br/>"Hah!" Urd agreed cheerfully. "We'd be in real trouble if the vessel's suddenly wagon shaped, wouldn't we?" Finding the man had already beaten a hasty retreat, she used her elbow to poke the ribs of the next closest person at the bar. "That's the problem with sailors, so wishywashy. In and out like the tide! Maybe I should just give up on seamen... what do<i>you</i>do? Barkeep! Another round for me and my friend here!"<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>