Jagannath did not understand what had gotten him into such a mess. Bodies lay crumpled against the wall and immoble on the floor and tables, not to mention the
many that still were flying through the air. The pirate himself was fighting a man half his own age, and in about as much shape. The shattering of a glass
accross the man's face, causing blood, mucus, saliva, and teeth to fly from him, was all that it took to dispatch him but the man had no more than fallen
to the floor before another lifeform had taken his place. The smell of blood and sweat, and oddly enough Wookie, hovered in the air and filled the pirate's
nostrils, causing an od surge of adrenaline to rush through him. He knew he had caused such chaos, though that was not his intent. Usually, whenever he grabbed
ahold of a woman, she either flirted back or simply acted offended and walked away. This time, however, some large oaf had stepped in, his friends on standby
for when Jagannath put the fool in his place. The ensuing brawl was more than anyone could have expected.




