Swith Witherward wrote:Germanic Templars wrote:"I thank you for your offer but I have all I need at my tent. Plus I carry a few items I wish to keep locked away." "I think i'd rather live with you than in the jungle or at Lucius's tepee." "What's wrong with my tepee?" "The bloody spear you have. Thing gives me nightmares I mean the damn thing is rusted but has blood on it that can't be washed off."
"Suit yourself," Swith said to Lucius cheerfully. "Superbia, there's a spare room down the hall. No bloody spears." She furrowed her brow. "So... what's the spear do?"
"Oh it's not just any spear, it's the spear that I impaled into Jesus's side." "I KNEW IT, I BLOODY KNEW IT!" *He shouted.* "Anyway, I keep the thing as a relic, along with the three nails."