[It was taking him a bit longer to get used to this new terrain. Sand was difficult to move in, it got inside your shoes and just about anywhere if you weren't careful and it was difficult to shake off. Yes. He hated the beach already. His mind wandered from his current predicament when he spotted a familiar face sitting by a fire. Why would anyone sit by fire if not for warmth? He approaches the pie-rate swordsman, his nose wrinkled when certain sweet smell invaded him, a hand placed over his nose.
A new challenger appears!
His mind wandered from his current predicament when he spotted a familiar face sitting by a fire. Why would anyone sit by fire if not for warmth?
He approaches the pie-rate swordsman, his nose wrinkled when certain sweet smell invaded him, a hand placed over his nose.
On second thought, maybe he should stay away?]