It was not the first time Jacob had witnessed a keelhauling, as it was definitely not a punishment reserved for pirate crews only...least in his experience. The sight of the ragged piece of meat that used to be a man turned his stomach a little if only for the memory it gave him, and here he was without his flask to drink the damn thing away.<strong>"Aye lass, you should count that I will not be caught easily..."</strong>though the thought crossed his mind if he should save one bullet for himself just in case, he quickly dismissed that idea as the crew dispersed and they were handed their meals and rum rations for the night which he eagerly accepted, even bad rum was still rum.<br/><br/>Finding a seat he did his best to keep it low, to not betray that his mind was whizzing as best it could behind those multi-colored eyes of his. before he could down his Grog he noticed the gnome giving him a very unfriendly gaze and did the one thing he was sure would annoy the little bugger to hell. He raised his glass to him, smiled and threw the whole thing back in one go.<br/><br/>He had to fight not to cough as the drink was a little stronger then expected, he felt a little woozy but continued to give that smile to the gnome.He went back to eating, only pausing long enough to enjoy the Half-orcs show and nod his agreement that he would meat beri later(assuming he is still conscious)<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">check for grog</div><div class="spoiler_body">At 2012-07-17 08:48:24, Jacob howl (uid: 10132) rolls: 1d20a8 Result: 9 (http://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=39881)  ok, still passed the dc 5, but it was a Nat1</div></div>