1. Skyway Robbery - Rise
[Ob-Lob]-"For one like you the ground must feel a prison?"
Finch sloshes his grog in its cup and wafts its repugnant odor. Though the gemmed rings on his fingers more than adequately indicate his wealth Finch spent most of his life drinking grog like this and knows fully well how best to drink it. Repulsed by the beverage, Finch nonetheless throws his head back and downs the grog in several gulps before slamming the empty cup to the table with a thud and exhaling forcefully as his throat continues to burn long after the liquid is into his stomach.
[Ob-Lob]-"Wine would be a tremendous improvement!"
Raising his gemmed hand Finch snaps and hollers towards the barmaid [Imperial]-"Barmaid! A bottle of wine for the table!" Finch then stands up and puts his foot on the chair to look out over those at the hall. Putting two fingers to his mouth Finch gives a deafening whistle and shouts "And a round for every Confederate here! Tis more drink to any fortune seeking souls looking to sign up with the Espiegel!"
Finch sloshes his grog in its cup and wafts its repugnant odor. Though the gemmed rings on his fingers more than adequately indicate his wealth Finch spent most of his life drinking grog like this and knows fully well how best to drink it. Repulsed by the beverage, Finch nonetheless throws his head back and downs the grog in several gulps before slamming the empty cup to the table with a thud and exhaling forcefully as his throat continues to burn long after the liquid is into his stomach.
[Ob-Lob]-"Wine would be a tremendous improvement!"
Raising his gemmed hand Finch snaps and hollers towards the barmaid [Imperial]-"Barmaid! A bottle of wine for the table!" Finch then stands up and puts his foot on the chair to look out over those at the hall. Putting two fingers to his mouth Finch gives a deafening whistle and shouts "And a round for every Confederate here! Tis more drink to any fortune seeking souls looking to sign up with the Espiegel!"
