Jericho spent his time trying to keep the creature distracted. He may not be a great fighter, but he knew how to get on someone or something’s nerves. He would constantly taunt the creature, just staying out it’s reach. He turned to taunt the beast, only to discover it was gone.

Jericho stopped and looked around. “Er, yeah! You better run. You don’t want anymore of my...taunting...who am I talking too?” He said, walking backwards, till he tripped over a stone, sending him rolling back to the beach. “Damnit damnit damnit...” he repeated as he rolled until he finally stopped. “Stupid land!” He yelled. “Screw you, and your things with legs, and your trees, and your oh hey a coin.” He stopped as he picked up the gold coin, putting it in his pocket. “Nevermind, we’re good.” He said, walking back towards the group.

He found his trident and picked it up, then looked at everyone. “Hey, did I miss any...” he stopped seeing them play pin the arrow in the sea beast, “ah. So this is what we are doing today. You know, pretty sure he has no clue where the rebels are hiding.” He said.