[h2][center]Kjetil Svendsen[/center][/h2]

Kjetil was relieved to find that he was not alone on this beach and there were survivors. Only giving a simple nod to Holfort as he followed Holfort to the others. Where they found the Captain and some others. Are these all that survived? Kjetil thought and listened to what the Captain said. 

So, either go into the jungle or stick to the coast. One was unknown, and the other also unknown, but in the hot sun and walking on the burning sand. He would rather take his chances with the jungle, but before then, he thought to try and find a weapon of some kind. He simply sighed. What he would give to have his axe and shield again. He would feel alot better with something he could defend himself with.

So without saying a word, the Norgardian departed the group and went to search for a weapon of some kind. After searching the bench, he did find something that brought him a warm smile. An axe, by the look of it, and it was embedded in a piece of the broken hull of the ship. Kjetil walked over and firmly grabbed it with both hands and pulled. After two attempts, he managed to free it from the hull. Then examining it to make sure it was up to par, and once he was satisfied. Kjetil started to make his way back to the group.

But, as he was starting to walk back, he noticed two water flasks. Realizing that they need some fresh water and who knows where the nearest river or lake or spring is. So Kjetil walked over, picked the two up, and tested if they had anything in them. Testing by taking a 
small sip of them. The first one, to his joy, was fresh water, and as he went for the second. He quickly spat it out, "saltwater," he cursed. So he put the freshwater flask away on his person and emptied the saltwater one, even though it was filled with saltwater. If they can find a source of freshwater, then he can refill it and have two water flasks to share with the group. 

After that, Kjetil returned to the group and held out the freshwater flask. "I found some water and try not to drink it all right now." Him patiently waiting to for someone to take it and spoke again. "I say we take our chances in the jungle. Sure we may find more stuff on the coast, but staying in the sun and walking the hot sand. That is not something we should not do in our state." 

Now to see how the others feel about that, he is just happy to be armed again and with a weapon he is familiar with. Time to see where they will go, and they had to choose soon. For Kjetil does not want to be around when the wildlife shows up to eat what is left of the crew, and he knows full well how to defend himself. Hopefully, the others can do or at least be useful somehow.