When Rping here please note what island you are on, whether it be canonacal or one youve made up yourself, use this thread for east blue islands and rp your journey from island to island

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Location: Logue Town

Sitting in the bar once again on a hot sunny day, Glider Flint laid back in his chair and put his feet up on the table

"Do you mind?" The grey haired elderly barman snapped at him

"No not at all" Glider replied smiling as he took another sip of beer from his mug

"All you do is spend your hard earned cash here everyday, not that i'm complaining you alone are keeping me in business" he sighed as he started cleaning some glasses "You've got skills behind the steering wheel you know, have you ever thought about doing something more than making booze money sailing folk from island to island, you know like adventure? Sailing through the grand line for wealth and glory?"

"Adventure?" Glider laughed as he took another sip of beer "I've got no reason old man this life here suits me just fine... maybe in my younger days yes but now im older and wiser"

"Older and wiser? look at me! im hitting the big 60 next month, and what i wouldnt give for an adventure" He leaned over the bar and looked at Glider "Whats holding you back son?"

Glider sat in silence for a moment, sighed and looked out the window

Shouting outside broke the silence as a young boy burst into the bar through the front doors he was out of breathe and pale yet managed to still talk.

"Grandpa, Glider! There's a Marine Battleship in the port! Someone important is here! Theres soldiers everywhere looking for someone"

"Heh" The old barman chuckled as he continued to clean the glasses "Took them long enough"

Multiple Footsteps outside grew closer and closer "What do you mean old man?" Glider sat up and looked at him.

The door swung open as a giant of a man walked into the bar, Glider couldn't even breathe in his prescence, there was something not quite right about him. Well over 6 feet tall, a heavily built man with combed back grey hair and a beard and an expressionless look on his face

"Vice-Captain Smollet" He said in a deep yet sophisticated voice "Its been far too long"