Jericho kept quiet, mostly enjoying the feeling of being at sea again. He smiled as the sounds of waves hit the side of the ship, the smell of salt filled his nostrils. Gods above, it was good to be home. Once they arrived to the island, he stayed quiet, playing his lute as they walked. Sure, it was to keep the group in a good mood, but it also served as a warning for any nearby animals. It was doubtful any beast would attack a group this size.

“Holy shit!” He said, his concentration broken at the sight of their ship sinking. “Great, first ship I’ve been on in years, and it goes right into the water. Not exactly a confidence booster.” He said, then saw the men being attacked in the water.

“Dear gods.” He muttered, no longer in a joking mood. This was a risk they all signed up for, but he didn’t expect it to happen so soon. He shook his head as he saw the water turn red. “May you rest in the depths with peace.” He said.

He then noticed the four creatures coming out of the water, one wasting no time rushing and attacking Libe. Jericho grabbed his trident and aimed at another of the creatures, getting ready to strike. With all his might, he tossed the trident at at the creature.

It landed at the thing’s feet, which caused it to look at the trident, and then at Jericho. “So, I wanna begin my three part apology. Part number one.” He then took off running, causing the creature to chase after him.

Jericho was only running for a simple reason. He really didn’t want to risk hitting a teammate in the crossfire. As he ran, he pulled out a pistol from his holster, cocking it. Once he was far enough away, he turned and aimed at the creature, firing. The bullet went right into its shoulder, causing it to cry out in pain. Jericho grabbed the barrel of the gun to hold like a club, hitting the creature across the face with the handle.