Guy searched the cargo room of the ship frantically. He was looking for his spear, which seemed to be lost every time they fought, and he would end up never getting any action.
He kicked side of the ship and muttered a few swears, only to go back to looking, he found millions of things he would never need, but not a single spear.He felt as thought he had let his team down, each fight he ever got to partake in, he was relying on his fist and constantly got himself cut or stabbed, only for someone to say "should of brought a weapon" as if he had the option. Even when he picked up a sword for an on going attacker, he had wasn't good with it, and it usually just got flung from his hands. After about 30 minutes of searching, Guy brought a huge smile across his face. There it was, the spear he had brought with him everywhere, even as slave. He joyfully brought it up the deck with him, and found the captain, and greeted her with a salute.
"sir I am at your disposal, what am I to do"
"
He kicked side of the ship and muttered a few swears, only to go back to looking, he found millions of things he would never need, but not a single spear.He felt as thought he had let his team down, each fight he ever got to partake in, he was relying on his fist and constantly got himself cut or stabbed, only for someone to say "should of brought a weapon" as if he had the option. Even when he picked up a sword for an on going attacker, he had wasn't good with it, and it usually just got flung from his hands. After about 30 minutes of searching, Guy brought a huge smile across his face. There it was, the spear he had brought with him everywhere, even as slave. He joyfully brought it up the deck with him, and found the captain, and greeted her with a salute.
"sir I am at your disposal, what am I to do"
"