Cut off and locked up.

Tav spent the rest of the day drinking. She figured if every town wanted to dick around she could dick around to. By the end of the night she was absolutely shitfaced drunk. The guy she had sex with several days ago helped her back to her room. She then returned the gesture by throwing him on the bed and having her way with him.

The next morning she woke up the guy was still in bed. He wouldn't wake up. She went to go get Carla and Turkleton she found them embroiled in some passionate play of their own down in one of the slave cages. "Go see what's wrong with whats his face in my room. He won't wake up."

Tav gathered everyone on the deck. "The Council of Elders wants us to investigate a cave. Something has taken it over or whatever. The Bidderdoos who use the cave for whatever haven't had time to investigate. Whoever wants to go, feel free." Tav's lack of enthusiasm and concern was clear as day, she was more pissed than anything. She sat down at the bar and went to grab another drink. Fera stopped her. "I think you have had enough. You are cut off." Tav grabbed Fera by the collar of her shirt. "I'll tell you when I've had enough." Shadowfang stepped in and shoved Tav. "Don't make me lock you in a cage down below." Tav laughed and pulled out one of her swords. Before she could do anything, Demonsbane smacked her upside the head, knocking her out. "There all better." Demonsbane took Tav down to the slave cages and locked her in one.

Fera looked around. "Whose in charge now? Also, when did we decide the angry drunk was in charge?"