turn a bad boy into a believer

The gladiator hummed as he tread across the dark sands of the cove. The setting sun brought warmth to the otherwise chilly beach, reflecting orange and yellows across the glass-like sand and resembling cooling lava. The ocean even looked purple with the vibrant warm tones of the late autumn sunset. He hadn't come to the cove to admire the views, unfortunately. As he has left his den, he had sent his monkey after the newest member of the Armada, a white man that fancied himself some kind of warrior. Grimshaw would have to see about that. Hopefully it wouldn't take the monkey long to find him and escort him to the beach; Grimshaw was patient, but he didn't want to wait all night.

While he hadn't introduced himself to the wolf or made a habit out of testing the newest members, something about him intrigued Grimshaw. Why not test him in battle and see if he's up to snuff? He'd been busy working in the bar and doing patrols to do much training anyway, it would be good for him.

"Speech!"

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