"Cause, it's my Canoe Paddle. And uh, I learned long ago to never go without my Canoe Paddle, cause uh, it's good for hitting things, and uh paddling down creeks." Norvil said as he glanced at the mooks. "I'll uh... think about that when uh, I'm [i]not[/i] as concerned with those guys and uh-" He saw a shot coming for him and ran, a bit, approaching melee range of some of the Gomin Sailors using clubs. Norvil began flailing his canoe paddle around, striking some, others easily avoiding his strikes. "Alright, just uh, need to get a feel for the paddle again..."