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Rag the Mopsheep
Rhum
Legacy Name: Rhum
The Angelic Jollin
Owner:
Age: 12 years, 5 months, 2 weeks
Born: November 2nd, 2011
Adopted: 12 years, 5 months, 2 weeks ago
Adopted: November 2nd, 2011
Statistics
- Level: 166
- Strength: 415
- Defense: 415
- Speed: 408
- Health: 416
- HP: 0/416
- Intelligence: 230
- Books Read: 229
- Food Eaten: 0
- Job: Maid
NEWS | FORUMS | PETS | EXPLORE
You come across a heap of purple fur that seems to be snoring loudly. You give it a little nudge and it rolls over onto its back, revealing itself as an angel jollin with an eyepatch, a bottle of rum clutched in its paw and a Mopsheep sleeping peacefully on its belly. Between snores you can make out the jollin purring, "Arrgh, matey." Your laughter is loud enough to rouse the jollin, who jumps to its feet, wobbling slightly and sending the mopsheep crashing to the ground. "Who goes there?" The jollin says even though you are in plain sight. She lifts up her eyepatch, revealing a perfectly healthy eye, "Oh, just you!" (You're quite certain you've never met before). "I was wondering when you'd show up. You're late!" (How can you be late for a meeting that was never arranged?) "Right well, we are off to the pub!" (Is that the best idea?)
Before you can manage to protest you find yourself sitting in a darkened pub. The clock on the wall says it is 9 in the morning. The jollin orders a round of rum and converses with the bartender in a way that suggests she's a prized regular of the establishment. The jollin finally introduces herself as Rhum, "That's Rum with an h, you know," she makes sure you don't forget the 'h.' Within moments you are enraptured by her tails of fighting pirates like Blackbeard and Candytooth, stealing barrels of mead, exciting stories that you are certain are fantasy. You find hours passing faster than you could ever imagine, soon enough it's already last call (how did you spend a whole day in a pub?) and you finally manage to bid Rhum adieu. You can't help but notice her sneaking more drinks and her mopsheep sliding up and down the bar, absorbing every last drop of alcohol that has been spilled. With all the booze you've consumed, you think you might not remember anything in the morning. With that fleeting thought, Rhum waves you down and says, "Same time tomorrow?"
Pet Treasure
Pirate Eyepatch
Personal Tankard of Dirty Matty
Tankard Of Grog
Ginger Rum
Blood Bleer Boot
Golden Foil Pirate Coin
Siren Stein
Absinthe
Dry Gin
Commemorative Freyalise Stein
Tequila
Velvet Whiskey with a Gray Bag
Velvet Whiskey with a Yellow Bag
Velvet Whiskey with an Orange Bag
Velvet Whiskey with a Red Bag
Six Pack of Pilsner
Tankard of Rum
Sample Size Wheat Beer
Beer Flavored Beer
Beer
Beer Flavored Ale
Beer Keg
I Hearrrt Rum Sticker
Cask of Rum
Shot of Vodka
Pirate Rum
Whiskey Decanter Set
Shot of Whiskey
Brandy
Distilled Rum
Whiskey
Homemade Dark Rum